Like That - WC

Dub-C, CJ Mac, and Ice Cube, and diggy Daz knocking down your door

Crazy Toones, what’s happening?

Yeah, break it down like that

Show these niggas where their heart at

Show these niggas where heart

(«That's right») («Here I come») («Mad muthafuckin' CM Mac»)

(«Here I come») («Mad muthafuckin' CJ Mac»)

(«That's right»)(«Here I come»)(«Mad muthafuckin' CJ Mac»)

(«It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all…it's like that-uh-that-that»)

(«Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all…»)(«And it goes a little something

like this»)

10 years ago, a friend of mine

Gave me a half a chicken, told me, «Hoodsta, go grind»

Bought a half a gallon, beaker, and a pound of pro

Swear to God you niggas never see me short no more

From the Southern Cali alleyways to birds in Virginia

Mr. Woo swoop the coupe on dubs, I ain’t bullshittin'

Flossy flossy, you droppin' carachi

I got china white, now what you set like?

Bling, look at my wrist, you see my diamonds done blinking

One stone, 7-karat ring, nigga

CJ Mac, I swerve Impalas, spend dollars, and floss jewels

I’m on Cristal, bust a pistol, first boss move

You niggas hate me, but give me respect

And love head, known to keep a bitch taco naked

Punk biatch, I fuck ‘em if she’s stealing me clothes

Fuck a misdemeanor bitch and fuck with felony hoes

Now all of y’all are OG’s

All my real niggas roll with these

We got something vicious up our sleeves

Making niggas bleed dead in the street

For what you claim for the rep and the name

Get looney insane, we tie ‘em to the brain

Motto of Tha Gang: «We blast and maintain»

We got fame, status for flying, giving niggas static

Making their muthafuckin' hearts so panicked

We back, Cube, Dub, CJ Mac

True indeed riders, punk, we Westsiders

No other can divide us, make the barrel blow my fire

Making all these sucker ass niggas run and expire

Like that, what it is, my opponents get shut ‘til the end

That’s how it is

Supreme gangsta shit

We dream gangsta shit

Supreme gangsta shit

We dream gangsta shit

(«Ice Cube… back up in this B-I-itch»)

The mega don, uh-huh, the episode

Scrillions is what a nigga fold

We meant it, rollin' in tinted, the authentic

Ghetto scented, we invented, highly recommended

Go independent, and defend it

Ain’t scared to throw up my dub and represent it (Westside)

It’s Beretta and Mister Mo' Cheddar

Let Ice Cube rhyme last, niggas know better

See me in this godfather, you better tuck your tail

Fuck a bitch dreams, niggas waiting too in hell

Take a photo, niggas know, though

Ice Cube went from Soul-Glo to a fuckin' mogul

Bet your hoe know we’s in town, fresh off Con-Air

Gave a concierge cab fare, pullin' hair, slappin' titties

Giving her shitties to new jack cities

Delectable, rich and pretty

(«Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all…it's like that-uh-that-that»)

(«Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all, it’s like that-uh-that-that,

it’s like that y’all»)

(«Dub-C…back up in this B-I-itch»)

Now what in the fuck is this?

C. Mac, Cube, Daz

How would the fuck I look letting y’all clown without me riding with y’all ass?

Take it up outta the Cadillac, hittin' front and back

Talking shit on rings, tattoos and golf hats

Last year was Curb Servin', this year I’m counting stacks

With the don, the Dillinger, me the killer, my nigga C. Mac blown off ‘gnac

Strictly G’s, bitch, no fleas in my clique

Just niggas in colored beanies with that 7-digit itch

Keep it rich, ‘cause gangsta rap shit, nigga, I’m in love with it

Stuck with it;

if it ain’t that gangsta shit, I can’t fuck with it

Since the days of Funkadelic, I’ve been giving it up

Creasing these khakis, folding the tongue on these Chucks

They say G’s keep the world spinning—well, if that’s true

Picture me spinning the globe on my middle finger like Meadowlark Lemon

Fuck the world, I’m through with you bustas in ‘98

Give me the pussy, the money, and the mic and I’m straight

(«Like that y’all…it's like that y’all…it's like that-uh-that-that,

it’s like that y’all»)

(«Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all, it’s like that-uh-that-that,

it’s like that y’all»)