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[ice cube] www Folienbeschriftung Speak on it my nigga, speak on it (and my heat go)
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Only in california Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya (get your grind on) Only in california (california) Where niggaz pull heat and run up ya (run up on ya)
Ice cube the mutherfuckin don Snoop doggy dogg a.k.a. tha doggfather Mack 10 alias the chicken hawk Gangstas with rules Cause youse the niggaz with no rules Ain't got nothing to lose, we got everything to lose
Threw his ass in, he feel the fin of the baracuda I negotiate mack is the shooter You the nigga on the journey strapped to this gurney We break breads with accountants and attorneys Currency never worry me (never) Who's got the balls to murder me Degree higher than a 33 Tell em what you drank (hennessy) Never tell em what you thinkin Never tell em where the body stankin Fuck lincoln, fuck jackson, bankin franklin what you thankin Hope your man come with the ransom Let me see you dance on, no longer handsome If you don't drop off than walk off, watch him, watch him
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[snoop doggy dogg] Them westcoast niggaz is real set trippas Wwill get you for them zippas, on a quest for them chippas Slidin while we ridin, not even hittin switches Hangin at the high school gettin at them young bitches I got the dove sacks, homies love that (who got the bud) Where the bud at, hollering at my big homeboy who fresh out Hangin at my grandmama house, homie burnt out What you gonna do when you get out of jail (speak on it) I'm gonna have some fun What do you consider fun a ounce and about five hun So i put him on a move that i know about Hooked him with a homegirl from the south (good lookin out) Money made, plug a playa in the game Especially when he represent the same thing i claim Damn they don't make niggaz like they used to That's probably why i keep a tight grip on my deuce deuce (that's real) Cause everybody wanna be a star In the city of dope, a.k.a. caviar
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[mack 10] What have we a house full of cavi (no stress) Well known ridas from different sides of the west Got the hi-zoes lickin up so hard we stickin up niggaz Tired of the bullshit so we clicken up Nigga please we ain't trippin off c's and b's It's the westside connect with the dpg's For the cheese we jab with the gift of the gab Always cappin, mack, cube and snoop rappin Now how did that happen it's all good (fool) So peep game if you could Snoop be from long beach and i be from inglewood Now you despise cause it came to yo surprise Two well known enemies now becoming allies In californ-i-a we parlay the g way Some wear red and black and some sport blue and grey So gangsta's don't dance we hang boogie and bang So it's the westside connect with the dogg pound gang
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[ice cube] There we have it, ice motherfuckin cube The big fish, rollin with the atomic dog Snoop doggy dogg, down with the ring leader Mack motherfuckin 10, coming back once again Nigga we make and spend nigga
