[Ice Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta
[Nate
Na na na na na na na na (Westside) Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh) Na na na na na na na na (what what) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (yea) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na
{NATE This GAME right here is rough as These hoes out here about the These fools out afraid to bust I have no fear, of what And in years I'm comin' up talk real loud but don't run up When we come through run it up We still here so what the fuck
{West Side nigga I'm of these niggas barkin like shit talkin' like shit From the concrete they chalkin' like shit And there he goes and a trick pose and a back Holdin' a gat gonna bust and know that It's a dub (W) S C dub C brain And we don't fuck with niggas and jeans strains I'm fucked movin' I'm the crowd It's the who bangin' bandana The
Evacuate the building here come a plane No it's the bad ass Westside Gang And fuck what you nigga this who bang With enough game to drive a swear insane And we number one gunners no we stunners It's real with us homie, killaz and drug And need a beat now in a H2 Hummer Lookin hotter than a L.A. summer go
This right here is rough as fuck These out here about the bucks These fools out afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of And in five years I'm up Fools talk loud but don't run up When we through they'd run it up We right here so what the fuck
What the fuck is Ice talkin' about? That's how you get these parked in you mouth Westside bitch, the same old I don't with pussy i aint gon' get I don't holla at these hoes that sing like like Beyonce, face like Andre (uhhh) bitch You kinda But I'm rich so my got to be bomb rate
you seen us, naw Haters see us Gang we the G'est nigga Countless calls and charges Street niggas blunts out of Cuban cigars Big by the linnas sip notic by the With a flock of pros on us cause the cronic is a And to my G's and on probation I'ma stay bagin for the whole G nigga
{N. Dogg
It's a Gangsta if you in you a G And the whole world by the C in the sea Now tell the truth rappers you don't like me Cause I'm from the gang ya'll is industry And while I'm servin' up and comin' young and cluckers Bangin for the causin havic and ruckus You fools label kissin up ass suckers And your trick solder when you piss muthafucka
[I.C] One thing I do I ain't the uno Big puno rap on pruno (you know) I'd to thank the congregation In my affiliation to the Nation I'm on them, yeah I'm ruthless You like a sick pussy, nigga you You know the trick, better get up on it Cause it must be a single with Dogg singin' on it
Look check out man We got a Gangsta goin down over here So ya'll might as well say it And join this Westside man 'Cause you get with this you as G as can muthakuckin be Believe' that It's like Fred Red, what I'd you homey It ain't a hit till Dogg spit ( na na na na na na na na in backround)
Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (Consider this an invitation, to my Nation) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na