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[Intro: DJ Crazy Toones Talking] just throw your set high on the air swear it's gettin' mighty funky out there there's some bitches over here, there's some niggaz over there can I get a ride on cous' (yeah) ha ha ha ha ha, this is dedicated to the whole (Suckers, suckers) [Verse 1: Xzibit] I take flight like fist fights you see bright lights, throwin' lefts and rights I keep my jaw light tight swingin' bullets seein' pass your head though your windows and plastic falls, it's rat cast get closed [laughter] I laugh at those who chose to get ball when they loose a couple of souls, they crumbled and fall done watch the hunt down hurt, hang and hate the hater watch how we rise, ball and fake be later top dollar, anybody who got a problem with us could easly be found in crush [Gun Cocked] our lush fillin' of rush, feel the Adrenaline pumpin' me and Dub and the Escalade dumpin' (yeah) Crazy Toones productions, crate the ass [car peels out] Limo tint down, let us track some tramps my nigga when I walk I'm leavin' holes in the concrete Xzibit dropped that heat from thirty thousand feet... [Chorus: W.C.] nigga what? roll up on them, hit them up pull the trigger, give it up lift the Chevy, grill up nigga what? if you a crip or a blood nigga I don't give a fuck let me see them fingers up nigga what? roll up on them, hit them up pull the trigger, give it up lift the Chevy, grill up nigga what? got me throwin' up my Dubs through that nigga cuttin' it up Toones is fuckin' it up [Verse 2: Young Maylay] let me explain it, how I let the three wheel swingin' drop it side to side, lock it up and then bang it that's right, West Coast, L.A. originated the pirate'll take flight, now I'm the pilot desingated Maylay cocked fist sittin' (what) switch hittin' hundred spoke twistin', five twenty stip grippin' see the bottom of the transmission, sixtey six inchin' showin' off how to quote it in Chrome suspension get my crown home, my bounce on cut the sounds on and stompin' like Bow Wow they already known I got the hottest rider goin' flat bed in the back, just incase I gotta tore them I cause I sure give it up, let me catch them with that wheels stuck jumpin' out soundin' like Dub, yeah nigga what two licks on the switch, and they got up (bang bang) with the ass in locked up, that mothafucker hot hop... [Chorus] [Verse 3: MC Ren] who is it, the black nigga with the big dick toss it up with Crazy Toones takin' your trick but that bitch better swallow I don't give a damn if she has fake ass rap model (Damn! nigga get the fuck out here! while below me down) they sucked my balls, if she want me to stink I don't give a fuck I'm filled with curse words (come on) fuck all your Radio gigs and nerds and fuck the (hey) my black ass still gon eat Airplay they can't stop the Villain (aha) slangin' Mixtapes like my fuckin' ass dope dealin' (what you need?) take a flight with Dub and X (nigga) let me foot print like the mothafuckin' tea-Rex (damn) who got next, we run the court and pregnant your bitch while you pay the child support (mark) then I'm out, get the next tape (aha) the Villainous make your punk ass can't wait, ugh... [Chorus] [Verse 4: W.C.] Knick knackin' police rollin' in the Patty wagon push it through the alley askin' where Dub and Toones where them niggaz livin'?, and how them niggaz steal stack? is it really true them niggaz grew up on that house niggaz sit and chat, talk behind the loc's back but when we come through, like what's happenin' they don't want no action little faggots, ya'll don't want it, cause we're pistol packin' and you know the Childhood brothers won't get to gatin' Click clackin', pass the cushion and zig-zag dip that let that mothafucker get back rip that 9 millimeter, clip gat bust a U where these niggaz at? let's push that wig back Toones and Dub-C back to slaughter and shit switch tapes, Mixtapes yeah we started this shit find me some real niggaz y'all can feel niggaz to all my ground converse and Chevy Grill Lexus... [Chorus] [Outro: DJ Crazy Toones Talking] yeah I wanna piss on all y'all nigga's graves before I kill you Cause I'm tired of niggaz claimin' the westcoast and ain't playin' no mothafuckin' the westcoast arts no doubt about it that's some bullshit
