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lirik lagu westside connection - cross 'em out and put a 'k edited version

[intro: ice cube]
brrrgh!
ay!
ay!
in about four seconds, a gangsta will begin to speak

[verse 1: mack 10]
well it’s the mad chickenhawk with the dirty l!ck style
been pullin’ 211’s ever since tadow
it’s ten million ways to die, choose it, mack’ll hit the loop and loose it
off this gang~bang music
slaughter water got the room stunk
i smoke and make dough like trump
cookin’ powder till it chunk
straight off dust, nig trust i bust
and cross ’em out and put a’k if they ain’t down with us

[verse 2: ice cube]
it’s off the hook, nig, i’m a westside crook, nig
put 45 more dollars on my books, nig
i’m not a mc, i’m not a g, i mean i’m a down to z and every thang in between
rap is like g~ngb~ngin’, and i’m in it to the fullest ’cause my hood ain’t never dodgin’ bullets
it’s all about the bloods and crips, dogs and rips
corners and dips, tricks and chips, nig!

[verse 3: wc]
do~do~do~do~do~do
what’s this? my frickeler radar system
detects busta i~itches on the premises
nig be dissin’ on a down low
so now my motto’s “f~~~ every rapper from the east and the west coast”
new school, old school, i hate you ~~~~~~~~~~
i’m steady plottin’, wipin’ my a~~ with your album covers
cross ’em out and put a’k
even on sundays nig, to ~~~~~~~~~~ holidays
[chorus: mack 10 & wc]
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!

[verse 4: mack 10]
~~~~~~~ nig, these tricks make me sick
all these west coast cowards ridin’ new york tip
bustas get sprayed wearin’ high~top fades
and kangol’s backwards with dark~a~~ shades
no switchblades, fool, we shoot
that’s how it is on the west when you’re true to your roots
so k!ll the action, punk, hoochie tricks clown
nig get your sag on and keep your pants legs down
[verse 5: ice cube]
check it! yo shut your mouth and get naked!
i’m connected and ain’t no tricks singin’ on this record
no r&b tracks, just nigs on wax
kickin’ facts with these gang~bang raps
every nig in the industry wanna rap with me
like it’s all good, you ain’t from my hood nig
i don’t even like your ish, i don’t like your crew
i’m true, you through, nig buck you!

[verse 6: wc]
nig get on, your records wack
bump that, i bust you in the can with a ~~~~~~~~~~~~ bumper jack
spit on ya, hit on ya, when i get on ya, pee on ya
going up in ya, buckin’ ya, ’cause i ain’t lovin’ none of ya
and even female rappers are getting smacked
stabbed in the chest and kicked in the back
’cause i’m a westside connection hoodsta
far from a lover dishing nothing but bullets and dirty rubbers

[chorus: mack 10 & wc]
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
ay!
i cross ’em out and put a ‘k!
inglewoooood!
nig! to south central l.a.!
[ice cube]
in about four seconds, a k!lla will begin to speak

[verse 7: mack 10]
now you can cross out the bustas and snitches
b~real and ms. muggs is like hollywood witches
from the nigs i know in the streets i run through
swear to god, b~real it ain’t one dog that know you
so watch what you say, who ya talk about, you tweekin’
and keep hogs out’cha mouth when ya trick a~~ is speakin’
i’m sick wit it, cap at your dome till i hit it
this westside connection, cypress know they can’t get with it

[verse 8: ice cube]
use to get kisses and hugs, now i’m servin’ ya slugs
buck b~real and muggs, y’all nigs ain’t no real thugs
to your surprise, everybody dies
from columbian neck ties covered with flies
ya freakin’ maggots, you can’t tag it
i should alert you, everybody in the whole world wanna hurt you
so when i pull my spray can to spray
i’m sprayin’ c~h~k, 24 hours a day

[verse 9: wc]
there once was a punk by the name of q~tip
who claim he got a problem with these gangsta hits
behind closed doors, runnin’ his mouth like a trick and
’til this nig by the name of dub caught him slippin’
tied his a~~ up and threw him in the trunk
put a apple in his mouth then dug his a~~ out
about a month later they found his body stashed
in a trash bag with a cucumber in his a~~

[outro: ice cube]
don’t go chasin’ waterfalls
stick to them ds and drawers your used to
punk lil sucker
brrrrgh!

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