Westside Connection - Don't Get Outta Pocket lyrics

[Ice Cube-Repeat 2x] We live in la la, We smokin la la f** wit the da, Boo boo ba ba n***a, Ha ha! [Chorus] Get outta pocket, We might just whup yo a** Pull out a rocket, We might just take yo cash And when I co*k it, We might step out and blast But we ain't gon let that bullsh** pa** [Ice Cube] I used to be a young phenom, Like lebron Now I'm doin sh** beyond, Geghis Kahn Peon, You can't pa** on deon The best rapper in the world ain't a european [Mack 10] Look, Respect my gangsta, n***a obey And I been rich since my first pro day, Ask o shea West ridin is my fotay And will the hustle ever stop? n***a, No way [W.C.] n***az can't f** wit dub s c Gang related and leavin 'em leakin like stds C-Walkin out of the sc, Lettin the tech breathe Till I rest in peace, Dub gon rep these streets [K Mac] K Mac is the one, n***a f** neo No love, Hit 'em up with the dub wherever we go My game so cold, The hoes call me sub zero Oh, You know that n***a pimpin ken? That's my hero [Chorus - 2X] [Ice Cube] It's catastrophic when I stop it Atomic, Demonic, And off that chronic It's Ironic, How I flip them phonics So f**ed up, The product of reaganomics [Mack 10] sh**, I heard the price of yo done went up My gun buddy had a drop, So the pistola went up The heater hot, n***a burn ya skin up The fo fifth hold a dime, And I shoot all ten up [W.C.] I'm about guns, f** roses, I breeze over parole Some man captured some folks, The locstas never fold Bacon soda aromas, n***az swingin chrome motors Dickey bombin folks and shootin out of stolen automotives [K Mac] I got diamonds on my fingers and watch on arms Stay out a n***a way and you won't be harmed If I catch a b**h, I'll see for sure she'll be charmed When I'm rollin through the hood, A n***a heavily armed [Chorus - 2X] [Ice Cube] sh**, My life is like a rap show I'm out the back door, Beyatch, So beware of the strap, Bro Cause that's how my blast go Ice cube is an a**hole just like castro [Mack 10] n***a, I spit Flames, Leave permanent scars Connect gang bang and we g's about ours And ain't sh** changed, Still stripes and stars And I'm done already, Ain't got but 4 bars [W.C.] Holdin it down down down stoned down bustin rounds Dub, Ghetto rich n***a since bow down Squad down, Sendin flicks to my n***az locked down Doin dolas in streets wit my ragtop down [K Mac] Yo, Write a book bout a n***a like me I got loot like an athlete just signed wit nike You lose ya life if ya ever get sheisty Could mac ever run out of snaps? Not likely [Chorus - 2X]