Warm Brew - Westside Connections lyrics

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Warm Brew - Westside Connections lyrics

Tha world is mine n***a get back Dont f** with my stack the gage is racked About to drop the bomb Iam tha motherf**in don Big fish in a small pond Now tha feds wanna throw the book at the crook But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath they wanna miss me When Iam tipsey Runnin everything WEST of the Mississippi Its the unseen pullin strings wit my pinky ring We got your woman so pucker up FO we f** her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 n***az runnin up on ya'll Fo the cheese we want them keys Everybody freeze on ya knees bu*t naked please Before any of you guppies get heart n***a rewind my part and…(Bow Down) I take ten steps and I draw Now who's dissin the mad a** Inglewood Addition I bust like a pimple my mind is illmental The Westside connects with me and south central And a drag from tha zig zag cant f** with the Philly's Holdin down tha wild west like a kid they Call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown holda Strong as a Coca-Cola with a crome pistola Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss My look bring you fear with gear deom the Surplus Since a teen I chased tha green the crack scene King- Lolos Cornishes and Bagguetts on my peices So reconize these real G's take the cheese The WESTSIDE CONNECTION keep it rollin like gold D's Three Wheelin and Dealin is like tha California Style But in tha mean while in my town you got to BOW Bow Down when you come to my town Bow down when we west-ward bound cuz We aint no haters like you Bow Down to some n***a's that's greater than You Well it's that chuck wearin still sportin a Beanie the shadiest n***a in the click who want to see me as I slide My locs on let My khakis hang WESTSIDE CONNECT gang bing bing Bang run away run Away or get yo punk a** sprayed by this H double O to D to the S.T.A f** hidin it iam gang related simple and Plain which Means I culd give a f** about you n***a's in The rap game Flashy n***a's get stuck up beat the f** up when You come around Keep your chain tucked from this zero zero's Affiliated f** a Studio lyricist I'm real with this talk the talk Walk the walk Dis me on WAX and Iam tryin to saw your whole f**in Head off n***a I'm platium bond so b**h shut up punk all yahh Could kiss my converse like sh'o nuff… (Yea lemme tell you sumthin) (gangsta's make the world go round) (you aint gotta clown) (But if you livin on tha WEST SIDE of yo town) (Make them other fool's BOW DOWN)