hoo-bangin' (wscg style)

hoo-bangin' on the transformers

these trick-ass niggas quick to tuck they tail

but fuck that. you know how we git. it's the don go let'em know

unwettable

ahh. big fish incredible

hoo-bangin' on the white collars got a pile of dollars

still rollin' impalas

i'm bombin' on common sense

chicago is mine nigga hit the fence

intense kingpin nigga worldwide

and i bring sin when i wanna hoo-ride

who died and who applied the pressure

show me 3 niggas that's fresher

westside connect gang oh yeah we talkin' shit

nigga do you know who you fuckin' wit?

ice cube is the lick westside is the click

it's mack 10 fool that nigga with heaters

gauges revolvers techs and millimeters

you know how we hoo-ride when we collide

niggas run but they can't hide

cause its world wide

i'm jackin' and lickin niggas thats straight trippin'

square ass niggas can't tell a ounce from a chicken

i fill you full of lead and i take you big heads

so nigga watch how ya talkin' i'm still chicken hawkin

so hit the deck punk don't move my tech is bigger

and you'll be dead if i pull this trigger

so where the safe at i want the loot and the cavey

yo money or yo life so punk act like you savey

mack 10 is the lick westside is the click

allie allie all come free bending the corner

blowed with a pocket full of weed

serving all enemies fuck your whole set

this is the westside connect i'm stealing to the neck

nigga where y'all from where y'all from

better be the same that i'm claiming muthafuck explainin'

i'm swinging dropping these thangs drinking gin out the bottle

steadily hoo slangin' out the blue monte carlo

spitting hollows out my roscoe in packs as i blast

getting my stalk on walk-on nigga waving my flag

skip skip i'm from that do low double-o hoodsta ride

sack jacking purse snatching hoo-banging till i die

dub-c is the lick westside is the click

bullshit after bullshit what is this?

got to let these mothafuckas know we mean business

cock the hammer back and all smiles turn to frowns

bow down before you realize you out of bounds

connect subject to do ya who ya

think you fuckin' wit don't let that smooth shit fool ya

gots no love for you your crew we bring trouble too

steal you bitch and have her throwing up the w"