| You are now rockin with the west
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| We don’t fuck with the stress
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| Westside connect-Gangin, hoo-bangin
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| And we got thousands, so fuck what you claimin
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| Who wanna scrap with a nigga that bang
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| Straight mass murderin on 24 tracks
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| I put it down like a hog, I got what you need
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| I’m from the westcoast the bad seed with the bomb weed
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| Hollow points is my venom
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| I bust rapid as the beat, flamin hot when I send em
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| And them niggas out of bounds better duck when I come around
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| Movin the crowd with a tech layin niggas down
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| You say shit my whole crew claimin true
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| Some niggas damu and niggas wear blue
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| Pennitentary bound, smokin weed by the pound as I clown
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| Sendin work out of town on the greyhound
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| Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the click
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| Can’t get enough of this gangsta shit
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| We got bulletproof vests and 96 SS’s
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| Leavin fly bitches in donna karen dresses
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| With a neck full of hickeys, situation lookin tricky
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| 20,000 in my pocket and I’m still sportin dickies
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| Fuck that, connect life, let me make it plain and simple
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| You say you roll deep you gonna get busted like a pimple
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| Till my very last breath, I’mma Inglewood swang
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| So tell me do you bang, fool, what set you claim?
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| Cause niggas like you can’t win with Mack 10
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| So let the games begin, I’ll leave you black again
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| Cause on a homicide I ride to the fullest, not just a little
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| 'Cause it’s four fingers up and two twisted in the middle
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| I’m on the hunt for the loot, watch your pockets cause I pat em
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| Bailin through the hood in chucks and stacey adams
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| Got the spot still poppin, got your legs still rockin
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| Ever since
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| «Foe Life»
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| , my ex bitch been jockin
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| I can’t fade no hoes, And this is one of those
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| That I iron on my clothes, and shine my romeos
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| Be the best friend to me, get a little hennessey
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| Always down to scwab when I blast on my enemy
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| A bitch thats the leader of the hoo bang committee
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| With a 100% Mack 10 on her tittie
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| Lookin pretty as a bangin if you wanna hoo bang
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| Throw your neighborhood up like it ain’t no thang
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| Yeah,
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| gung-ho
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| mack 1−0
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| Straight stompin and chicken hawkin
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| Inglewood swangin,
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| dope slangin
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| And Hoo-Bangin' Comin from the…
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| West-side |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hoo-Bangin' (Feat. Ice Cube) , by - Mack 10. Song from the album Best Of Mack 10, in the genre Поп