the Don Mega I'm supreme hustling Dub-cee, give a fuck if these bitches don't love me I wanna bang, I wanna ride I wanna slang, from the side, do it
baby, I like the way it's goin down When all that is around, slip slide ride Givin me love nice like Female I like, what I wanna give all night You and
walk with one another? How sick can you be? (Enemy) Verse One: Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot where you gonna go when I wanna
flamed phat laces W.C. Thunder thunder hot as fire it's the return of the three kings Zulu we're the gang bang empire (singsong) W.C. the C & B walker
me But I pledge, I.N.C. and for the love I'll bleed it in blood and die from hot slugs - motherfuckers Chorus: (Ashanti) Murdah I.N.C. - you know that
us let, huh [Chorus] [Xzibit] Primo.. turn me up.. Now it's two-thousand-and-two; where kids do whatever the fuck they wanna do, huh, sad but true Wanna
-huh) Rock tons of gold, nuff money I fold Roll the way you wanna roll, break a hundred out the toe Chorus w/ slight modifications line 1, Puff: C'mon
thing The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling W-wintertime, top down, nigga real arrogant Big Money, so we blowin' it apparently C
got the mob with me plus a full tank of gas [Verse 4: Redman] Yo, yo With me and meth swarm you need a net to cover you Turn a rap game into W C W
don't you slam that do' DUST YOUR SHOES OFF - befo' you touch that flo' Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha? You really wanna put your feet
on the gas, step on the brake Step on the gas, step on the brake Show 'em how we ride Town n*** gon' side Go, put the pedal to the metal, go Let's ride
t settle for less Sheeit, I must be blessed, now check it out [W.C. and Coolio] Get on up on that funk And maybe you'll feel better (repeat 2X) [W.C.]
Boy, Lench Mob is on point I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back South Central couldn't hold his potential Monumental, hood credentials W
Lock me up, lock me up Time again you wanna lock me up A nigga like me, you wanna lock me up [ VERSE 2: W.C. ] So now I'm in the jailhouse gettin all
jeans and penny loafers But highly recommended for nigaas sporting Khakis, house shoes and locs Oh my God it can save us all Yeah we back motherfucker W.C
[W.C.] Uh, dat's riir, niir! Back once again, it's Dub C: the shadiest Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my clique: Young Shane, wit Young Hogs
tryna dig cause some shit wan indict me I sold hella keys made hella cheese and all my niggas what convicted felonies cuz a [chorus x2] you wanna beef with c