Potential Victims - Westside Connection

Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10

The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer

Got 'em', look nigga, you fit the description

This is dedicated to potential victims

Because crucifixion ain’t no fiction

Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission

To all my white niggas, to all my light niggas

To all my dark niggas, I’m trying to spark niggas

I want to shark niggas, Not to mark niggas

Fuck the park niggas, I want your heart niggas

The hood most honorable, carnage, geronimo prank nigga

Prosecuted for making your brain splat nigga

And Crocker sense is the westside nickel

Jim Brownin' you bitches off the back of a window, yeah

From O.J.

to MJ and Michael Tyson

They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta mind

You don’t have to be a Taliban to feel the baton

Throw up the W, victims of the red, black and blue

I kicks in the door, waving a automatic

I’m mad as fuck, breathing hard as a asthmatic

Attitudes unpredictable, behavior is sporatic

Could snap at any time, and right now I ain’t had it, bitch

Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened (echo)

To all my white niggas, to all my light niggas

To all my dark niggas, I’m trying to spark niggas

I want to shark niggas, Not to mark niggas

Fuck the park niggas, I want your heart niggas

I’m cockin' the hammer, fuckin up the camera was working on things

Like Kobe they trying to throw dirt on my name

Mo money, mo drama, but nigga fuck the hype, flash the light

I’m Dub-C connected to the afterlife, c’mon

You look hard, act hard, in the backyard

Front yard, lunch card, but the nigga run hard

I run yards, punk guards, nigga so large

If I get caught, nigga no charge

Here come a westcoast gangsta in khakis and creases

Plus a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases

My white Bentley got peanut butter guts like Reese’s

Blood peeled niggas is red like an endangered species, fucker

In his age of terror, fear is the killer

One thing remains constant

The Westside motherfucking Connection

You might as well keep it gangsta

They’ve got us all under surveillance

Bitch you know the side

World motherfucking wide

To all my white niggas, to all my light niggas

To all my dark niggas, I’m trying to spark niggas

I want to shark niggas, Not to mark niggas

Fuck the park niggas, I want your heart niggas

Too many lost

Too many lost