2Pac, 50 Cent, Ice Cube - West side connection lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[2Pac, 50 Cent, Ice Cube - West side connection lyrics]
Now see so many motherfuckers
Wanna take a piece
Comin' equipped with some shit that
Niggas just can't believe
I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze
I'm all over that nigga
Come identify the body
My middle finger to you ho niggas
Run up on me and I'll be
Forced to let it go nigga
I ain't the one you wanna try
Why? Stayin' high i hit this blunt and
Watch these motherfuckers die
Whose runnin these streets I
Said that cocaine cause in the dope game
Niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne
Another hustler makin' major cash
'til the punk police come an raid ya ass
Now you stressed doin' fed time
And it's a bitch cause the
Judge gave you 8 years
You doin 6 and we know that you can't hang
You a trick rolled over turned
Snitch like a bitch
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
They got a nigga in the dice game
I'm feelin' lucky but the nigga
Just a little bigger
He tryin fuck me out my cash
I'ma blast nigga he don't know I gotta tell
Ya like the last nigga
Gotta go don't need to roll for the truck
I get 'em up
Left to right, my uppercut'll hit 'em up
I'm known to walk the streets on any block
I love my niggas
But I ain't puttin down my Glock
The gun shots rang when I lose nigga
And ooh nigga
I'ma show you not to ever play a true nigga
(haha) lay it down just to prove it
And fuck the rappin motherfucker
We can do this
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
Y'all know me since '93
Now let that weed burn
Back in this bitch, class dismissed
It's the return
Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn
Takes a germ to kill a germ
When will y'all killas learn
Yo, back when chef mami used to sell plates
We used to sell base
I learned to wipe my nose and wipe
The prints off the shell case
Don't want no jail case
Freedom miles standing at hell's gate
It's hot, and the devil's my cell mate
The game's addictive, I can't stop
It's like I'm chasing that first high
Like Betty Crocker baking that first pie
The beef we serving is stir fried
Swerving all through your urban
Hurting, every gate and corner, you working
I'm the bottom line
The school of hard knocks turn into Columbine
And my set is throwing up dollar signs
Some get gwop, some get pop, me?
I got a ziplock of bubble gum
Just for selling Chris Rock
What part of the game is this?
I came to break bread, evidently
Y'all killas came to bitch, nigga
So, who you with, nigga, don't even trip
Nigga some say they pull trigga
I think they bullshitter
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
Go, go, go, go
Go Charlotte it's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's
It's the Don Daddy with the Villain
Who you killing oh we hate them
Come verbatim with this cap peeling
Top billin, make a million
Paparazzi, chase us through the
Tunnel in the Maserati
Now they got me on Hard Copy
Didn't have to shoot Versace
Yet you still wanna watch me
Motherfuckers wait they whole fuckin
Life and aday hopin' that we can reunite NWA
All purpose, try to serve
Us, gettin' nervous, more murders
Shit can just turn into the circus
Standin over the carcass
You look like the kind of
Nigga that'd press charges
We the largest, we the
Biggest, we the Niggas, with the Attitudes
We longitude, you latitude
Have some gratitude
To the niggas that started this shit
Been around forever bitch
We smart at this shit
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
Wanna take a piece
Comin' equipped with some shit that
Niggas just can't believe
I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze
I'm all over that nigga
Come identify the body
My middle finger to you ho niggas
Run up on me and I'll be
Forced to let it go nigga
I ain't the one you wanna try
Why? Stayin' high i hit this blunt and
Watch these motherfuckers die
Whose runnin these streets I
Said that cocaine cause in the dope game
Niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne
Another hustler makin' major cash
'til the punk police come an raid ya ass
Now you stressed doin' fed time
And it's a bitch cause the
Judge gave you 8 years
You doin 6 and we know that you can't hang
You a trick rolled over turned
Snitch like a bitch
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
They got a nigga in the dice game
I'm feelin' lucky but the nigga
Just a little bigger
He tryin fuck me out my cash
I'ma blast nigga he don't know I gotta tell
Ya like the last nigga
Gotta go don't need to roll for the truck
I get 'em up
Left to right, my uppercut'll hit 'em up
I'm known to walk the streets on any block
I love my niggas
But I ain't puttin down my Glock
The gun shots rang when I lose nigga
And ooh nigga
I'ma show you not to ever play a true nigga
(haha) lay it down just to prove it
And fuck the rappin motherfucker
We can do this
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
Y'all know me since '93
Now let that weed burn
Back in this bitch, class dismissed
It's the return
Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn
Takes a germ to kill a germ
When will y'all killas learn
Yo, back when chef mami used to sell plates
We used to sell base
I learned to wipe my nose and wipe
The prints off the shell case
Don't want no jail case
Freedom miles standing at hell's gate
It's hot, and the devil's my cell mate
The game's addictive, I can't stop
It's like I'm chasing that first high
Like Betty Crocker baking that first pie
The beef we serving is stir fried
Swerving all through your urban
Hurting, every gate and corner, you working
I'm the bottom line
The school of hard knocks turn into Columbine
And my set is throwing up dollar signs
Some get gwop, some get pop, me?
I got a ziplock of bubble gum
Just for selling Chris Rock
What part of the game is this?
I came to break bread, evidently
Y'all killas came to bitch, nigga
So, who you with, nigga, don't even trip
Nigga some say they pull trigga
I think they bullshitter
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
Go, go, go, go
Go Charlotte it's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's
It's the Don Daddy with the Villain
Who you killing oh we hate them
Come verbatim with this cap peeling
Top billin, make a million
Paparazzi, chase us through the
Tunnel in the Maserati
Now they got me on Hard Copy
Didn't have to shoot Versace
Yet you still wanna watch me
Motherfuckers wait they whole fuckin
Life and aday hopin' that we can reunite NWA
All purpose, try to serve
Us, gettin' nervous, more murders
Shit can just turn into the circus
Standin over the carcass
You look like the kind of
Nigga that'd press charges
We the largest, we the
Biggest, we the Niggas, with the Attitudes
We longitude, you latitude
Have some gratitude
To the niggas that started this shit
Been around forever bitch
We smart at this shit
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug
If you're into gettin' rubbed
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