Definition
Of A West Coast G (Intro)
Representin' South Centeral
Representin' West Coast
Ice Cube
Definition Of A West Coast
G
Smoke Some
Weed
[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker
George Bush, George Clinton,
Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock,
Bob Marley
Rick James, knew how
to throw a party
"Smoke some weed!"
Snoop Dogg, all the way
to Cheech & Chong
Cypress Hill, Robert
Downey hit the bong
Ricky Williams, fuck
how Miami feelin
"Smoke some weed!"
[Chorus: Ice Cube]
This is West coast nigga
thinkin
California quicksand
got a nigga sinkin
I can give a fuck what
you niggaz drinkin
"Smoke some weed!"
This is West coast nigga
thinkin
California quicksand
got a nigga sinkin
I can give a fuck what
you bitches drinkin
"Smoke some weed!"
[Ice Cube]
If you a baller, nigga
I'm a hall of famer
Lion tamer, with two
fo'-fifth flamers
Understand, that yo'
life's in danger
Didn't your momma, tell
you not to talk to strangers
Lil' nigga, I'm the Hillside
Strangler
Have a banger, callin
for the Lone Ranger
Most rappers, they wanna
fuck sangers
I'm a nigga, that wanna
bone T'Penga
G4, pull it up out the
hanger
A lil' somethin, to fuel
you niggaz anger
The swine, I'm your face
rearranger
In a mansion cause Jesus
born in a manger
Motherfucker, belong
on Jerry Spranger
I'm a gangsta, up in
your CD changer
I'll gank ya, for 20
bucks then I'll thank ya
Police, still get the
middle fanger
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Lil' niggaz, don't try
this at home
Momma in the bathroom
leave her ass alone
Cause she probably takin
chronic straight to the dome
Go play you lil' fucker,
stop bein grown
Dave Chappelle, 50 million
and a throne
With a big Zulu bitch,
nigga gettin blown
Watch your tone, if your
wear Coppertone
Go back to Africa used
to be a theme song
I'm in the zone, do anybody
got a zone
I ain't your poppa, but
daddy is a rolling stone
Youse a clone, who don't
know the shit you on
Unless it's on, a motherfuckin
ringtone
I'm in {?}, with two
bottles of Patron
You need a loan, to fuck
with the Family Stone
Nigga go on, tell 'em
Ice Cube is home
Gorilla niggaz, here
come King Kong
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker
"Smoke some weed!" |
Why
We Thugs
[Intro]
Yeah
Every hood's the same
[2X]
Come on
[Chorus]
They give us guns and
drugs
Then wonder why in the
fuck we thugs
They wanna count the
slugs
Then come around here
and fuck with us (Uh huh)
They give us guns and
drugs
Then wonder why in the
fuck we thugs
They wanna count the
slugs
Then come around here
and fuck with us
[Verse 1]
I'm from the land of
the gang bang
Since I was little, ain't
a god damn thang changed
It's the same ol same
Bush run shit like Sadaam
Hussien
I cock and aim, clinically
insane
To deal with this bullshit
day to day
If I sell some yay or
smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw
me up in pelican's bay
Call me an animal up
in the system
But who's the animal
that built this prison
Who's the animal that
invented lower living
The projects, thank god
for Russell Simmons
Thank god for Sugarhill
I'm putting a different
kind of steel up to my grill
Y'all know what it is,
scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggaz
taken over showbiz
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
It's boyz in the hood,
it's toys in the hood
Y'all wanna know why
there's noise in the hood
Cause there's drugs in
the hood, thugs in the hood
Nigga killed a crip and
a blood in the hood (For real)
Cause when niggaz get
tribal
It's all about survival,
nobody liable
I got caught by five-oh
Grandmama came to court
with her bible
But when the judge hit
the gavel
Now I'm too far from
my family to travel (Fuck)
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before
I got gaffled
Owned by C.A, State Property
Just like the year fifteen
fifty three
Looking for me, a one-way
ticket out
Don't understand, what's
so hard to figure out?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
(Damn) I can't take the
pressure
Pulled the fo-fo up out
the dresser
Grabbed the weight up
out the closet
Po-po coming but I'm
scared to toss it
Y'all know what happened
last time I lost it
Can't tell you niggaz
what the fuckin boss did
The game got a nigga
exhausted
Gotta go for the plea
bargain they offered
Twenty years for what?
Breaking these laws that's
so corrupt
Taking these halls and
fillin 'em up
Some powder cake shit
that's about to erupt
Ay y'all, I'm about to
be stuck
Until the year two thousand,
what the fuck?
In the hood, don't press
your luck
Cause these motherfuckers
will set you up, word up
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Every hood's the same
[3X]
Every hood's the same
[2X]
Stop trippin on it
Every hood's the same
[3X]
Every hood's the same
[2X] |
