Westside Connection, K-Dee - Do You Like Criminals? lyrics

Say ho I got way more dick than
Them niggas rolling you in lexos
No punk ass Versace gear just the nigga with
The triple 1 braids in his beard
Quick to get the pussy
Dripping so quit trippin
Like you gotta have a
Nigga resembling Donnie Simpson
Bitch I'm from the wild wild
West fuck them preppy niggas
You need to get with this malt Liquor sipper
Picture me simpin over ya never
How ya figure i'll be crying over yo ass
Like aBaby face nigga
Bitch you best to be glad I got 3 strikes
Because back in '85 I'd been done
Gave your ass a black eye
See I been waving at your
Ass all week but all
You do is roll your eyes
Like your shit don't stink
So now it's time for a nigga clown your ass
Because I can tell from the tattoos
You's a high class hood rat
Don't want to fuck with niggas in khakis
But ho I bet for the dough
You quick to jack that ass like a 4
So quit fronting on a nigga
And lick these and bitch
Hit the road with your fucked up weave

How would you like to get a
Rough nigga rugged and raw
Outlaw rollin' down the shaw
Don't you want a mothafucka that's hard
Or a bitch made nigga cute as El Debarge?
Do you like negros? Him and those?
Individuals called criminals?
How'd you figure a West Coast nigga
Drinking liquor gots to know how to dig you
When we dated straight faded
Penetrated Ms sophisticated
Know daddy hate it
Never met a nigga quite as fly as me
All bottled up in your high society
You want to check my mental
Cause how could a nigga from South
Central roll in a Benzo
Spice in ya life is what you need
You're intrigued by the smell of my weed
I represent reality in your
World full of lies
And I can see it in your eyes
You worried sick and I'm chillin'
(Westside) tell your family to fuck off
And roll with this villain

Do you like negros, him and those
Individuals called criminals?

Who wanna fuck wit it I put
It down for real tho
It's Mack 1-0 and let you
Niggas know I'm gun ho
Baby I guess maybe I can
Get with your program
With hundred-spoke tonas on my
Front and back Broham hit a lick or two make
Your whole life a thriller
Make you wanna shake the nerd and
Come ride with a killa
Hot as sauce out to floss
No need to be discreet
I swing the fuck out this bitch
Til my bumper touch the street
On switches and I'm workin jerkin
Got ya nigga smirkin
Jack the ass up and down til
My back wheels is chirpin
You need to be with me
Bitch you too fucking bombay
To be on the Shaw with a nigga with a Hyundai
I take you through my neighborhood
Raise where crime pays
No girbauds no fades just
Khakis and French braids
And my friends is niggas that
Know what ends is
In high-top Chucks pushin V-12 Benzes
With hoochy hoes groupie hoes
You know those with a gang of
Money lolos and penitentiary photos
So shake him now no need of waitin of debatin
Slam the door on them five stars
And hop on these Daytons

Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee
Daddi day i come from the crew I thought
You knew we don't play
I see your frowning but I'm clownin' anyway
Can't nobody fade K-Dee baby, baby
I know you're Catholic
But can you have you have dick up
In them guts all the way to these nuts
You're a rich girl far from skeezer
I'm playing broke at the mall with your Visa
You wanna swang with K-Swinger
(When the West is in the house
Oh my God! danger)
But take a hit you'll live
But when you hit it ho you got to puff
Puff give now I hear you giggling
But all I wanna see is
Asses wiggling and titties jiggling
So what you wanna do?
Don't go chasing waterfalls
Stick to them dicks and balls you're used to
Go ahead and take a big lick
Cause girls look so good on the end of
My dick that right is it tight?
I know you ain't a dyke
What type of nigga do you like? Bitch!

Bitch I'm from the wild, wild west
Can't you tell buy the "S" on my chest
We got hoes for days
Plus we claiming no stress
No mothafuckin' dress

Do you like criminals?