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Cypress Hill - Westside Connection

Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War")
Ding Muthafucka
It's two
I got my and my dinner fool
You think we gon bow to some punk ass niggaz
We the evil side, boy

Chorus: [Shag]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10

In four seconds some east side niggaz
Is put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you tuned muthafuckas

verse]
It two of you faggets to get with one of me
Now I'm running up in you
"No Vaseline"
You be the big fish
Bring your
Fuck mama
bring the pack of piranhas
You tried to a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your
You get
You can take your W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it
Ice is a thing of the past
If I got no nuts it's because still stuck in your ass
the King of punks
King of
of thieves
Now get of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
to sucking

You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren
cool
But you're up with Mack 10
Silly little
I'm tearing'
Can you really see my gun turrets?
Open and aimed at fat little frame
How can I
I'll twist your cap and your name
it
My name should be 11
I'm a higher MC
no question
Anytime you run up
You get with
You get
"Check Yo' self" (bitch it)
Ice Cube, you better (tell 'em mutha-fucka)
Muggs made the best on your third album (biatch!)

Talkin']
You and 10
Can't deal with
Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest
Fuck
So wanna do?
Bring it on,
This is from the Neighborhood Family

verse]
Mack 10 is a
Suckin' Ice Cube's
But what you faggets about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
take it to the streets
And fight real g's
you niggaz wanna do?
You can't fuck these
never had a strap
Now you wanna rap
Come can't to hood
'Cause you're scared to get
peace, this is war
Everybody on the
I see your fat ass
I'm takin' one to jaw
you
Fuck your
Fuck your clique
Better yet, fuck every nigga you're down wit'

Can't bitch made niggaz
Ice Cube, youse an
Not a killa
What you from?
What you ever done?
When the shit goes
You the one to run
Everytime you
Got a full of drama
Only you done
Is going to wit'cha mama

verse]
You got the
Swingi' of my
Killa
Break niga, huh!
lick-a
You ain't a
You a

Bitch made
I never ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes like you can't out where you're from
Are you South Central, the Westside or Compton?
Mack 10, the only you hoggin' on
Is Ice nuts
Now he's all in guts
You like him
But you got no
If the king
You must be the of the Hill
But I shank the Cube's fat
'Cause "A Iz A Bitch"
And a bitch get no respect
No
Westside means
Ice stickin' his dick in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your are down wit' my clique
Why you always gotta be bitin' my
And you don't know one bitch on my
But is best get a blood test for your kid
bangin' you done was with toy figures
Your wouldn't let you hang
real g niggaz
Bring your on
You wanna
So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!)
10
I give you a
I
You'll realize you're getting' fucked
And run to me
You pretty little
You look real (Mmmm!)
I should make you one of my like
was for Eazy
Doughboy, you're fuckin' around the real Cuban
I'm no fictional Scarface movie bullshit
Actor, studio
You win an award
For most wax banger
Fuck what you through
you're going through
East family, nigga
you wanna do?

Eastside!
That's nigga!
East side
we die, nigga!
Fuck all you ass niggaz!
187
10 187
Any other ass nigga
Who wanna take this
187
We hit up like that
We bicoastal,
Cypress family
better recognize
We to chastise
Nigga, whoo
That's how we hoo nigga
No love for of ya'll punk ass niggaz
East coast nigga, West
We don't give a
shit get shot, nigga
That's how we feel,
get killed,
Caps get fuckin' with Cypress Hill
Yeah, I you knew nigga
I muthafucka
How that sound nigga
Hill Family
They're fuck all ya'll biggaz
(Chris Tucker "You got knocked the fuck out man)