WC & Daz Dillinger - Don't Call It A Comebacc lyrics

[Verse 1: WC] You can't f** with us West Coast addict Like heavy fanatics Skip on us with a beast with a bust Ferrari A n***a cla**y dash in LA cab A pack of n******gs I swear they all just stay at it Don't see the sh** I'm in too deep to quit f** raping I live and breath to scrip The sickest day away from the scene Cause my dick is too big for the sh** I'm a grown as n***a from 5 to one to sling So put the chalk on baby boy out like I grip, walk, whine what I mean I say With a pocket full of greens Who do we dance, hot shoes on a gas What I do don't ask Don't call it a comeback b**h we been here for years For them n******gs on them penitentiary tears [Hook: WC & Daz Dillinger] Bang on! You know the game that we win But we on that West Coast Gangsta sh** You know that we just won't stop Don't call it a comeback We run this block Bang on! You know the game that we win But we on that West Coast Gangsta sh** You know that we just won't stop Don't call it a comeback We run this blocks [Verse 2: Daz Dillinger] d**h to them n******gs Been doing this sh** for years Pushing you to the rear Got the honey, original, authentic Knocking you n******gs out of society I'm a menace You in trouble with Long Beach in Los Angeles We can handle it the street politics Asian, Mexicans, blunts, cribs I can dip to any hood you know my face an my name Where I'm from with my gang know I'm where is set Chitty bang bang for life Yeah we grip or we die Yeah we clash and collide, homicide Is dazzling barracuda, barracuda and Daz What it do you don't have to ask n***a, don't call it a comeback You don't have to ask Don't call it a comeback b**h we been here for years For them n******gs on them penitentiary tears [Hook: WC & Daz Dillinger x2] [Verse 3: WC] We living legends in this gangsta rap We West Coast hoping to get She as motherf**ing homie Brought a good vibe, vibe You west shot on some DAC From the east side, I'm from the west side Is what you get when you let 2 at the best ride Putting pressure on these n******gs Wanna be rappers You n***as are ARB And it stand for bullsh** Real gangsters pulling triggers Flashes rising a bar on y'all a**es Kicking over your basket Kicking over your casket See keep the blunt is all I'm addict With the strings now you're bumping on dramatics Hood n******gs feeling us Back to put the steel in you Look is WC and the Dillinger [Hook: WC & Daz Dillinger x2]