G-Shit

[Intro: DJ Crazy Toones] DJ Crazy Toones in this motherfuckers finna bust you niggas' heads [Verse 1: WC & DJ Crazy Toones] Yeah, we back, niggas Fuck giving death to niggas West side till I die, what's happening, nigga It's that rich rollin' lockdown Big green smokin' out Quit walkin' surplus poster child Hittin' and sippin' and perkin' on this liquor, workin' them triggers (Hey) And when my album drop, there's curtains for you niggas I got a cult followin', I'm dangerous My fans look like a gang of deaf niggas Throwin' up sign language on the dub with the A to the K-I-M I woulda killed you niggas last sound, but the trigger jammed So I shook Def Jam and kicked the switch, man Now it's anybody killin' if it ain't Liech Mob or Big Swain Fuck niggas, fuck bitches, fuck all the hype (Hype) Fuck, fuck you, you ain't tight, you ain't your nozzle eyes (Bitch) Fuck radio and video, so fuck a labеl I walk in your mix, I'm eatin' piss on the table Wrеckin' tours, take a check on who they checkin' for Steppin' out the Cadillac with suicide doors So let the liquor pour (DJ Crazy Toones), motherfuckers Before I'm tryin' to put my Chucks down on the pedal on the 6-4 Check scrutter, check figure, stay checkin', niggas Lot of cowards try, but they can't get with us It's the tech gripper, best splitter Claim the West, nigga, get you in the bathroom And take that chain off your chest, nigga Ain't hatin' change, smoke them comin', you niggas Still down to catch a fade with any one of you niggas So after this I'm done with you niggas And since most of y'all can't take a ass whoopin', I'm gunnin', you niggas Been rappin' runnin' LA streets I'm gettin' 20 thousand a show Skip across stage on my feet in presidential suites, gettin' licked to my feet Leavin' us days in golden fur, chicken crease on the sheets (Crazy Toones) Niggas mad cuz I'm maneuverin' past in a new Jag Windows down yellin' fuck you fags (Fuck 'em) Leanin' on that new leather like shoe tags 'Cause me and money go together like pockets in blue rags Like tricks and hoes, like rain and storms Like guns and drugs, Kirk Franklin and porns Like dicks and pussies, like weed and zags Johnny Gill and Eddie Murphy, like police and fags When we come through, look at how they all frown Me and Cube walk through, we shut the Fox seals mall down Niggas wanna get me, cuz they bitch came with But left with us in a Bently The what you expect, she was curious The diamonds are so serious, nigga, wha's a CT experience Swingshot, chest up, heads up, the best is us Hoes down, motherfucker, what's up [Skit: Ice Cube & DJ Crazy Toones] Bring that beat back, man Bring that beat back Bring the beat back Y'all wanna hear that beat, right? Bring that beat back Please stand up I'm standin' the fuck up nigga Real mixtape DJ, who am I? Crazy Tunes, nigga Right, who is you? Ice Cube, nigga What you got loc? The pyroclastic flow It's a CT experience [Chorus: Ice Cube] Gangster shit up in this, you know how we get down West Coast nigga with the trademark frown Come through the spot, nothin' on the waist 'Cause niggas all around me, down to catch a case [Bridge: DJ Crazy Toones] M-M-M-Many people listen to Ice Cube to find out what time it is I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm runnin', I'm, I'm, I'm runnin' Los, Los, Los Angeles, Los Angeles [Verse 2: Ice Cube] I was raised by the G's, under palm trees Dealt with the dealers, adopted by the killers Got a four for a car, plus a double R (Crazy Toones nigga) Rappers get my autograph, bitch you can do the math I want that beat fool, I'm down with C -Tunes We from the G-School, you niggas see through R&B ass niggas rappin' with your shirt off Leave 'em face down in the street when I skirt off Niggas in the hood lookin' call me Rupert Murdoch Sly as a fox, thick as an ox, nigga I'm so sick when I come through the block Never sold a bird, but niggas call me chicken pox Understand that, understand this We infamous up in this, who you fuckin' with? Break your wrist, take your shit, then we take a trip And when they find you, mistake you for a naked bitch Gangsta shit up in this, you know how we get down [Chorus: Ice Cube] Gangster shit up in this, you know how we get down West Coast nigga with the trademark frown Come through the spot, nothin' on the waist 'Cause niggas all around me, down to catch a case Gangster shit up in this, you know how we get down West Coast nigga with the trademark frown Come through the spot, nothin' on the waist 'Cause niggas all around me, down to catch a case [Outro] God damn I'm serving all you bitch ass niggas That's right, man, you gon' get hurt if you keep on messing around Use your turntables, niggas Yeah, shit, this is dedicated to all you vitals out there Y'all better watch y'all's ass Where you from? I'm from South Central Los Angeles We influence the world, niggas