Westside Connection - Potential Victims lyrics

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Westside Connection - Potential Victims lyrics

[Voice-Over] Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10 The gangsta, the k**a and the dope dealer Got 'em', look n***a, you fit the description This is dedicated to potential victims Because who's the fiction, ain't no fiction Too much b**hing, get your a** beat into submission [Ice Cube - Chorus] To all my white n***az, to all my light n***az To all my dark n***az, I'm trying to spark n***az I want the sharp n***az, Not to mark n***az f** the park n***az, I want your heart n***az [WC] The hood most sine able, carnage and hymeneal, prep n***a Prosecuted from making your brain splat n***a And Crocker sense is the westside nickel Were proud of you b**hes of the back of the window, yeah [Ice Cube] From OJ, to MJ and Michael Tyson They f**ed up Saddam like my n***a gangsta mind You don't have to be a Taliban to fill the per tarn Don't walk the double-u, victims of the rare black and blue [Mack 10] I kicks in the door, waving a automatic I'm mad as f**, breathing hard as a asthmatic Attitudes unpredictable, behaviour is sporadic Could snap at any time, and right now I done had it, b**h [Voice-Over] Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened (echo) [Chorus] [WC] I clock-ed the camera, f**in up the camera was working the things Like holding was drama dirtied my name Mo money, mo drama, my n***a f** the hype, flash the light I'm Dub-C connected to the afterlife, c'mon [Ice Cube] You look hard, act hard, in the backyard front yard, lunch card, but the n***a run hard I run yards, punk guards, n***a so large If I get caught, n***a no charge [Mack 10] Here come a westcoast gangsta in khakis and creases Plus a pink slip n***a, you punks is leases My wife bentley got peanut bu*ter guts like Reece's Blood peeled n***az is red like endangered species, f**er [Voice-Over] In his age of terror, fear is the k**er One thing remains constant The Westside motherf**ing Connection You might as well keep it gangsta They've got us all under surveillance b**h you know the side World motherf**ing wide [Chorus] [Voice-Over] Too many lost Too many lost