Top Songs By Westside Connection
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ice Cube
Vocals
Mack 10
Vocals
Nate Dogg
Vocals
WC
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Hale
Songwriter
Dedrick Rolison
Songwriter
Farid Nassar
Songwriter
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
William Calhoun
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Consider this an invitation to my Gangsta Nation
[Chorus]
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 run and duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
[Verse 2]
****, I'm tired of these **** barkin' that shit
Talkin' the 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 **** in khaki g-strings
Fuck movin', I'm clearin the crowd
It's that hoo-bangin' bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal, the original
[Verse 3]
Evacuate the building, bitch, here come a plane
No, it's the mad-ass Westside Connect Gang
And fuck what you claim, ****, 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, homie, killers and drug runners
And Mack be the D-boy in a H2 Hummer
Lookin' hotter than a motherfuckin' LA summer, let's go
[Chorus]
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 run and duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
[Verse 4]
What the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about?
That's how you get these nuts parked in your mouth
Westside ride bitch, the same old shit
I don't conversate with pussy I ain't gon' get
I don't holler at these hoes that sing like Ashanti
Body like Beyoncé, face like André (Uh)
Bitch, you kinda strangé
But I'm rich, so my entree got to be Bombay
[Verse 5]
Have you seen us? Nah, haters can't see us
Connect Gang, we the G-est, ****
Countless calls and countless charges
Street **** making blunts outta Cuban cigars
Big by the linnas, Hpnotiq by the liters
With a flank of hoes on us 'cause the chronic is the greenest
And to my **** incarcerated and on probation
I'ma stay bangin' for the whole G Nation, ****
[Chorus]
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 run and duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
[Verse 6]
It's a Gangsta Nation, if you in, you a G
And the whole world influenced 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 **** at the label, kissin' ass like suckers
And you're bitches, so sit down when you piss, motherfuckers
[Verse 7]
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 'em, yeah, I'm ruthless
You like a stick, pussy, ****, 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
[Bridge]
Look here, man, check this shit out, man, look
Y'all might as well just say fuck it and join this Westside thing, man
'Cause we got a muthafuckin' Gangsta Nation goin' over here
And once you join this shit, you as G as can motherfuckin' be
Believe that, homie, look, it ain't a hit till Nate Dogg spit
[Chorus]
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 run and duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
[Outro]
Consider this an invitation to my Gangsta Nation
Bitch, you know the side, world motherfuckin' wide
Written by: Fredrick Fair Nassar, Jacksson, Nathaniel Dwayne Hale, Rolinson, William Calhoun, will.i.am