Westside Connection - Potential Victims
Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer
Got 'em', look nigga, you fit the description
This is dedicated to potential victims
'Cause crucifixion ain't no fiction
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission
To all my white niggas, to all my light niggas
To all my dark niggas, I'm trying to spark niggas
I want the shark niggas, not the mark niggas
Fuck the park niggas, I want your heart niggas
The hood most honorable, carnage, Geronimo prank nigga
Prosecuted for making your brain splat nigga
And Crocker sense is the westside nickel
Jim Brownin' you bitches off the back of a window, yeah
From O.J. To MJ and Michael Tyson
They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta mind
You don't have to be a Taliban to feel the baton
Throw up the W, victims of the red, black and blue
I kicks in the door, waving a automatic
I'm mad as fuck, breathing hard as a asthmatic
Attitudes unpredictable, behavior is sporadic
Could snap at any time, and right now I done had it, bitch
Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened
To all my white niggas, to all my light niggas
To all my dark niggas, I'm trying to spark niggas
I want the shark niggas, not the mark niggas
Fuck the park niggas, I want your heart niggas
Got 'em', look nigga, you fit the description
This is dedicated to potential victims
'Cause crucifixion ain't no fiction
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission
I'm cockin' the hammer, fuckin' up the camera was working on things
Like Kobe they trying to throw dirt on my name
Mo money, mo drama, but nigga fuck the hype, flash the light
I'm Dub-C connected to the afterlife, come on
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
Here come a westcoast gangsta in khakis and creases
Plus a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases
My white Bentley got peanut butter guts like Reese's
Blood peeled niggas is red like an endangered species, fucker
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 us all under surveillance
Bitch you know the side
World motherfucking wide
To all my white niggas, to all my light niggas
To all my dark niggas, I'm trying to spark niggas
I want the shark niggas, not the mark niggas
Fuck the park niggas, I want your heart niggas
Too many lost
Too many lost
Written by:
Dedrick D'mon Rolison, O'shea Jackson, Treyvon Thomas Green, William Calhoun
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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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