Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Westside Slaughterhouse (Feat. Ice Cube & WC), artist - Mack 10. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Westside Slaughterhouse (Feat. Ice Cube & WC) |
| Microphone check i.o. |
| from the west coast beller and tella |
| I cuss like a sella when you see her shes a gonna |
| Moved to california blew the bitch up put the gangsta twist on Her sunny southern cal it never snows |
| Niggas yellin has and hos we dumpin out of 64s |
| When it comes to the gun play we vets |
| Its west coast foe life no crew only sets |
| (ice cube) |
| Its the dog breathen through the smog |
| Im a hog of this gangster shit |
| Don of the click |
| All you suckas want to dis the pacific |
| But you buster niggas never get specific |
| Used to love her mad cause we fucked |
| Her pussy whipped bitch with no common sense |
| Hip hop started in the west |
| Ice cube bailin through the east without a vest |
| (w.c) |
| Now as I look to my riznight and to my left |
| I see motherfuckers staring like they wanna step |
| So Im grabin my rusty screw driver |
| In case I got to cut ya deeper than vanessa del rios vagina |
| Finda notha crew of niggas that can fuck with this |
| Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool |
| You must be on dick dope and dynamite |
| How you figure speed on before you get peed on nigga |
| (mack 10) |
| Fool what side is you |
| Red or the blue |
| While as the l.a. |
| zoo its round two |
| I ignite grab the mic tight strike like a ratle bring |
| Rhymes and nines to the mutherfuckin battle |
| So sun down to sun up run up with my gun up All brakes get to pumpin |
| They know a nigga dumpin |
| You dred like a rasta when I lock like a terrier |
| Mack 10 the nigga with the heat that Ill berry ya |
| (ice cube) |
| Oh ah, oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die |
| Niggas into gangs thangs and narcotics |
| Freak bitches riches and hydrolics |
| Pull heat knock you off yo feet |
| Clear thewhole block both sides of the street |
| Even crips and bloods hear my thuds |
| Fee fy foe fum a nigga where you from «westside» |
| (w.c.) |
| Fuck all you niggas Im yellin |
| This is maad circle to the fullest everybody 187um |
| Toons play the piano fuck a battle |
| Im socking rappers like mad man sontiago |
| cause you niggas aint impressin me plus you singin big red records |
| So nigga fuck what you tellin me Sit down jr. |
| you couldnt see me if you wanted to Look yall it mack 10, cube and the double you |
| (mack 10) |
| I just had a scrap fo the neighborhood inglewood sterotype |
| Got to deal with the hype |
| Known to kick back with the fat sack fuck that |
| Where my gat at nigga trippin off my bulls hat |
| About to let loose with the chrome tray dude 5 shots |
| And I put holes in yo bandana |
| I push a benz you still rollin gs So nigga miss me with the set trip |
| And start slangin keys |
| (ice cube) |
| When I say itchy citchy |
| Niggas get bitchy bitchy cause they heard of ah Natural born murderah |
| Im like frankenstein is spankin time |
| Layin in the sunshine |
| With only one nine |
| Now who wants to bust with the never rust |
| Goin platinum plus every time I cuss |
| So fuck the whole world black niggas |
| Better hope I dont grow my jeri curl back |
| (w.c.) |
| Steper murderah stepin out a chevrolet |
| Sportin a beenie like marvin gaye |
| Stalkin walkin in my big black chucks |
| Standin tall in your freestyle session holdin my balls |
| Im peepin game like a ref in 95 |
| cause niggas be foul and biten other niggas styles |
| But if youre biten this you better bring a dentist |
| cause sucking these balls ah give yo ass lock jaws |
| (mack 10) |
| Which way shall I go nigga what should I do Should I bang with the red should I truce with the blue |
| Should I rock dope beats grab the mic and stay down |
| Or should I shoot out of town and flip this pound |
| Shit I never knew that my nuts ah get bigger |
| Checkin major figures Im hangin with platinum niggas |
| Its mack 10 and Im inglewood swangin |
| No time fo bangin |
| But still got my cackeys hangin |
| (ice cube) |
| Fuck one love its the bloody glove killin honkey hoes |
| Leaving blood stains on broncos |
| In a hertz rental I drive on the 405 |
| Is he dead or alive |
| Motherfuckin court took another snort |
| Jumpin over chairs as I run through the airport |
| So I can catch a flight away from the drama |
| Number 32 chillin in the bahamas |
| (w.c.) |
| Sucky ducky quack niggas aint knowin how to act |
| Sucka ducks play the back |
| Nigga use to dis now its turning around and like brandy |
| Motherfuckers wanna be down |
| With this west coast rap game I can give a fuck |
| If you wasnt down at first you can buck these nuts |
| Transformers get stole on boom (booom) |
| Get the picture killa cali home of the body bags nigga |
| Westside (x2) |