Song | Potential Victims |
Artist | Westside Connection |
Album | The Best of Westside Connection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Calhoun, Green, Jackson ... | |
(Voice-Over) | |
Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10 | |
The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer | |
Got 'em', look nigga, you fitted the scription | |
This is dedicated to potential victims | |
Because who's the fiction, ain't no fiction | |
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission | |
[Ice Cube] [Chorus] | |
To all my white niggaz, to all my light niggaz | |
To all my dark niggaz, I'm trying to spark niggaz | |
I want to shot niggaz, Not to mark niggaz | |
Fuck the park niggaz, I want your heart niggaz | |
[WC] | |
The hood most sine able, carnage and hymeneal, prep nigga | |
Prosecuted from making your brain sweat nigga | |
And Crocker sense is the westside nickel | |
Were proud of you bitches of the back of the window, yeah | |
[Ice Cube] | |
From Mo Jay, to MJ and Michael Tyson | |
They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta mind | |
You don't have to be a Taliban to fill the per tarn | |
Don't walk the double-u, victims of the rare black and blue | |
[Mack 10] | |
I kicks in the door, waving a automatic | |
I'm mad as fuck, weaving hard as a asthmatic | |
Attitudes unpredictable, behaviour is boratic | |
Could snap at any time, and right now I ain't had it, bitch | |
[Voice-Over] | |
Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened (echo) | |
[Chorus] | |
[WC] | |
I clock-ed the camera, fuckin up the camera was working the things | |
Like holding was drama dirtied my name | |
Mo money, mo drama, my nigga fuck the hype, flash the light | |
I'm Dub-C connected to the afterlife, c'mon | |
[Ice Cube] | |
You look hard, act hard, in the backyard | |
front yard, lunch card, but the nigga run hard | |
I run yards, punk guards, nigga so large | |
If I get caught, nigga no charge | |
[Mack 10] | |
Here come a westcoast gangsta means cagey and creases | |
Plus a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases | |
My wife bentley got peanut butter guts like Reece's | |
Blood peeled niggaz is red like endangered species, fucker | |
[Voice-Over] | |
In his age of terror, fear is the killer | |
One thing remains constant | |
The Westside motherfucking Connection | |
You might as well keep it gangsta | |
They've got a small under surveillance | |
Bitch you know the side | |
World motherfucking wide | |
[Chorus] | |
[Voice-Over] | |
Too many lost | |
Too many lost |
zuo ci : Calhoun, Green, Jackson ... | |
VoiceOver | |
Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10 | |
The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer | |
Got ' em', look nigga, you fitted the scription | |
This is dedicated to potential victims | |
Because who' s the fiction, ain' t no fiction | |
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission | |
Ice Cube Chorus | |
To all my white niggaz, to all my light niggaz | |
To all my dark niggaz, I' m trying to spark niggaz | |
I want to shot niggaz, Not to mark niggaz | |
Fuck the park niggaz, I want your heart niggaz | |
WC | |
The hood most sine able, carnage and hymeneal, prep nigga | |
Prosecuted from making your brain sweat nigga | |
And Crocker sense is the westside nickel | |
Were proud of you bitches of the back of the window, yeah | |
Ice Cube | |
From Mo Jay, to MJ and Michael Tyson | |
They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta mind | |
You don' t have to be a Taliban to fill the per tarn | |
Don' t walk the doubleu, victims of the rare black and blue | |
Mack 10 | |
I kicks in the door, waving a automatic | |
I' m mad as fuck, weaving hard as a asthmatic | |
Attitudes unpredictable, behaviour is boratic | |
Could snap at any time, and right now I ain' t had it, bitch | |
VoiceOver | |
Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened echo | |
Chorus | |
WC | |
I clocked the camera, fuckin up the camera was working the things | |
Like holding was drama dirtied my name | |
Mo money, mo drama, my nigga fuck the hype, flash the light | |
I' m DubC connected to the afterlife, c' mon | |
Ice Cube | |
You look hard, act hard, in the backyard | |
front yard, lunch card, but the nigga run hard | |
I run yards, punk guards, nigga so large | |
If I get caught, nigga no charge | |
Mack 10 | |
Here come a westcoast gangsta means cagey and creases | |
Plus a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases | |
My wife bentley got peanut butter guts like Reece' s | |
Blood peeled niggaz is red like endangered species, fucker | |
VoiceOver | |
In his age of terror, fear is the killer | |
One thing remains constant | |
The Westside motherfucking Connection | |
You might as well keep it gangsta | |
They' ve got a small under surveillance | |
Bitch you know the side | |
World motherfucking wide | |
Chorus | |
VoiceOver | |
Too many lost | |
Too many lost |
zuò cí : Calhoun, Green, Jackson ... | |
VoiceOver | |
Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10 | |
The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer | |
Got ' em', look nigga, you fitted the scription | |
This is dedicated to potential victims | |
Because who' s the fiction, ain' t no fiction | |
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission | |
Ice Cube Chorus | |
To all my white niggaz, to all my light niggaz | |
To all my dark niggaz, I' m trying to spark niggaz | |
I want to shot niggaz, Not to mark niggaz | |
Fuck the park niggaz, I want your heart niggaz | |
WC | |
The hood most sine able, carnage and hymeneal, prep nigga | |
Prosecuted from making your brain sweat nigga | |
And Crocker sense is the westside nickel | |
Were proud of you bitches of the back of the window, yeah | |
Ice Cube | |
From Mo Jay, to MJ and Michael Tyson | |
They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta mind | |
You don' t have to be a Taliban to fill the per tarn | |
Don' t walk the doubleu, victims of the rare black and blue | |
Mack 10 | |
I kicks in the door, waving a automatic | |
I' m mad as fuck, weaving hard as a asthmatic | |
Attitudes unpredictable, behaviour is boratic | |
Could snap at any time, and right now I ain' t had it, bitch | |
VoiceOver | |
Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened echo | |
Chorus | |
WC | |
I clocked the camera, fuckin up the camera was working the things | |
Like holding was drama dirtied my name | |
Mo money, mo drama, my nigga fuck the hype, flash the light | |
I' m DubC connected to the afterlife, c' mon | |
Ice Cube | |
You look hard, act hard, in the backyard | |
front yard, lunch card, but the nigga run hard | |
I run yards, punk guards, nigga so large | |
If I get caught, nigga no charge | |
Mack 10 | |
Here come a westcoast gangsta means cagey and creases | |
Plus a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases | |
My wife bentley got peanut butter guts like Reece' s | |
Blood peeled niggaz is red like endangered species, fucker | |
VoiceOver | |
In his age of terror, fear is the killer | |
One thing remains constant | |
The Westside motherfucking Connection | |
You might as well keep it gangsta | |
They' ve got a small under surveillance | |
Bitch you know the side | |
World motherfucking wide | |
Chorus | |
VoiceOver | |
Too many lost | |
Too many lost |