Westside Connection - Get Ignit lyrics

[Ice Cube] Security, yall might as well throw me out a this b**h right now Get ignit, ge.. ge.. get ignit Look, my garage is not a mirage I got a car collage for my entourage We like Dolomite when we stop at the light Cause the rims keep spinnin' and the b**hes keep grinnin' And these n***as keep winnin', and they must be sinnin' Cause all they do is party with a whole lota women now, My Grand-mamma even call me a dummy An ignit little ba*tard how I'm spendin' my money I tell her, That's why your not as fly as your grandson, Handsome with a pocket full of ransom, It ain't trickin' if you got, pull it out'cha pocket, Baby drop it like a hydraulic Shake it like your super-sonic Make me psychotic when that booty look bionic So if you see the crowd movin' n***a don't be scared it's just us payers, come on [chorus:] [Ice Cube] Just like you figured, I'm whippin' n***as, And we all witit, get ignit To all the booty shakers, to all the money makers, f** the undertakers, get ignit Shake it all about ,turn the party out, Pour Bacardi out, get ignit If you full grown, and you tryin' to bone, f** goin' home, get ignit [Mack 10] I keeps it way mean for the green, more muscle than a hawk, And whether it's soft or hard I sells it all in bulk, And it ain't no secret, we puts it all down in front of ya, With a D cartel from Cali to Columbia, And I'm so hood with it, man it's hard to explain, Accuse anybody my OG's is to blame, And I'm so cold wit it it's like ice in my veins, Knee deep it the game, I'll put a price on your brains, See me, I can double up twice with dem thangs, Put it on a plane, with it strapped tight to the frame f** it, Even move 'em on a bus or the train Mack dime the dopeman pushin' dust and the caine When I bust through green yard, when I'm back I'm fat Got that rubber band cabbage, ten thousand a stack, I know them folks on me homie, got me under attack, I'm still pullin' on a cuban with a big cup of gnac come on [CHORUS] [WC] Yeah, Off the richter, gettin' ignit, Who the n***a drinkin' dark liquor, hittin' up the neighborhood watch members, Zoned out, with the Kandy Brougham out, Rag on my mirror, with the brains blown out, Dub Cizzle, I'm in these streets, not industry, And there ain't no remedy, for these penitentiary tendencies, Bang loose with the strap co*ked heat, Some figurin' n***as still bailin' through the swap meet, Janky, I'm full of that Hanky, in the six double zero, Smokin' weed eatin' chili cheese fritos ?? f** with Dub n***a I'll knock your french braids out, Get it understood, I bang the hood, No falsehood, it's all good All mine I keep it all hood, Gettin' it, p**y I'm hittin' it, Drinkin' till I'm belligerent, Turn this up and watch Dub get ignit n***a [Chorus: x2] [WC] Get it understood, I bang the hood, No falsehood, it's all good All mine I keep it all hood Get it understood, I bang the hood, No falsehood, it's all good All mine I keep it all hood