Lyric

Wessiders, riders, baby

Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation

Westside, yellow

Bitch you know the side world motherfucking wide

We dream gangsta shit

Supreme gangsta shit

We dream gangsta shit

Supreme gangsta shit, huh! huh!

Yellow, I'm tired of these yellows barkin' that shit, talkin' that shit

From the concrete but ain't chalkin' that shit

In videos in a bitch pose and a throw back

Holdin' a gat, ain't gon’ bust and know that

It's a Dub-S-C thang, W.C. brain

And we don't fuck with yellows in khaki g-strings

Fuck movin', I'm clearin the crowd

It's that hoo-bangin' ban-dana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal, the ori-gi-nal

Evacuate the building, bitch, here come a plane

No, it's the mad ass Westside Connect Gang

And fuck what you playin' yellow, this who bang

With enough game to drive a square bitch insane

And we number one gunners, no, we ain't stunners

It's real with us homey, killers and drug runners

And Mack need a D-bo in a H2 Hummer

Lookin' hotter than a muthafuckin' L.A. summer, let's go

This game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And with my peers I'm comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don't run up

When we come through, they runnin' duck

We still right here so what the fuck?

What the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about?

That's how you get these nuts parked in you mouth

Westside ride bitch, the same old shit

I don't conversate with pussy, I ain't gon get

I don't holla at these hoes that sing like Ashante

Body like Beyonce, face like Andre (Uhh)

Bitch you kinda strangé

But I'm rich so my entré

Got to be bombay

Have you seen us?

Nah, haters can't see us

Connect Gang we the G'est, yellow

Countless calls and countless charges

Street yellows makin' blunts out of Cuban cigars

Big by the linnas hyp-notic by the liters

With a flank of hoes on us cause the chronic is the greenest

And to my yellows incarcerated and on probation

I'mma stay bangin' for the whole G Nation, yellow

This game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And with my peers I'm comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don't run up

When we come through, they runnin' duck

We still right here so what the fuck?

It's a Gangsta Nation, if you in, you a G

And the whole world influence by the B and the C

Now, tell the truth rappers, you don't ball like me

Cause I'm really from the gang, y'all is industry

And while I'm servin' up and comin' young hustlas and cluckas

Bangin' for the hood, causin' havoc and ruckus

You yellows at the label, kissin' ass like suckas

And you're bitches, so sit down when you piss, motherfuckas

One thing I do know, I ain't the uno

Big Bruno, rap sumo, on pruno (You know)

I'd like to thank the congregation

And my affiliation to the Gangsta Nation

I'm hard on them, yeah, I'm ruthless

You like a stick, pussy, yellow, you're useless

You know the side bitch, better get up on it

Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it

This game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And with my peers I'm comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don't run up

When we come through, they runnin' duck

We still right here so what the fuck?

2x

Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation

Westside, yellow

Bitch you know the side world motherfucking wide

We dream gangsta shit

Supreme gangsta shit

We dream gangsta shit

Supreme gangsta shit, huh! huh!