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WESTSIDE CONNECTION lyrics : "izm"


Yo, somethin dangerous man... (gangstaa...)



Woooo, do you wanna pimp wit this guy
Do a buck on a ninety-five

Run with them hookers when they payin sheen
Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta...
%#@!tt, don't play wit me, and in the game I'm as real as they come

Threw the knife, baby, out of the sun
Even a susperstar, 'cause I'm a gangsta...



Now let's get one thing straight
You f**kin with a ^!$$% thats liable to catch a case

I'll turn ya birthday into your worst day
(*##$ I'll have you on a high-speed chase on the first day
Umm, try 'n throw, I'm so, affiliated

This greenery got me sedated, I'm feelin faded
Hood life, the life of a robber on chrome wires n switches
A ^!$$% wit mo' crimes to riches

A ghetto jumpstart, Post it up with the tiny homies in my momma's front yard
A hood pioneer, can't function without the smell of gunpowder



And fish fryin' in the air
I'm a sheist ^!$$%, Check for ice ^!$$%

(*##$, You got the wrong ^!$$% if you want a nice ^!$$%
I'm Dub C, f**k a MC, catch me in a MC on a buck twenty, (*##$ f**k wit me...






Some (*##$es don't believe I can spit that 'Izm
Till they wind up wit dick all in 'em.
Till they find theyself pullin' off denim

Intoxicated, off this venom
I kick game, big game, Nickname
Insane, Ice Cube spit flame

Yall ^!$$%z gone feel it down-range
Body feel strange (Blah!!) No brain
I'm a throwback, that know how a gangsta do it and a hoe' act

Get off tha dick if you don't wanna blow dat
'cause (*##$es trip the Bulls, act like Prozac.
Now there's Gangsta-ism, and tribalism

I'm o

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