WC - BELLIN LYRICS

Writer(s): COLLINS, WILLIAM BOOTSY / CALHOUN, WILLIAM / LONG, JERRY / WILSON, BRIAN / CLINTON, GEORGE
Artist: Wc Lyrics
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Bellin
Strolling with a limp
Sagging hard
Mainly done by L.A street *****s

Bellin
Is not just a casual stroll
But a way of life
A movement

First you take the rag
Crease it
Place it in your back pocket
And bell

But remember
For all you square *** *****s
Rips to the left
Doggs to the right

Not for *****s in tight *** jeans and penny loafers
But highly recommended for nigaas sporting
Khakis, house shoes and locs

[Kokane]
Oh my God
Yeah, we back ************
WC niia, niia, BAAM BAAM!

[WC]
Keep it crackin
I'm sick of all this bullshit yacking
Y'all done ****ed around
and got the Dub reacting

Lo-lows, broughams
House shoes, or roams
Once again its on *****
It's time to G on

When it comes to gangsta ****
Can't too many **** with me
Hang with me
or ride to the highest level of ridetivity

One to the neck
Two to the neck
I'm sticking them
Leaving them scarred

***** *****s get rode of they yard
Hard
Get off that ****
You lost that ****

See how many streets
While you talk that ****
**** who Billboard hanging
And who take you banging and slanging

I'm the hardest ***** in this game
Famin
the only one remaining
It's time for confrontation

The only one that's gonna swing them thangs
Swinging with the ***anium flaming
With the gun safety on F'n
**** the whole world loc
I'm bellin

[Chorus]

[Kokane]
Yeah I got the remedy
To make you want to come and ride with me
You know I keeps it crackin cause it's a must
Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk
I'm a keep banging that gangsta ish And none of ya'll *****s can **** with it
You know I keeps it crackin cause it's a must
Cause this the way we bell form dawn to dusk

[WC]
Sick as they come
Sick as thay come
WC got that bomb ****
that'll numb your tongue

****ing it up
in my dumb-da-da-dumbs
Not a Dump-da-da-dumb
Off that wet one

Chucking up the finger and thumb
Scrap it
Clack-clack it
And toss the liquor

Clip the barrel
And hang out the window
And get off on *****s
Snatch *****s, clap triggers

Leave on the back of the grass *****s
**** all you rapping *** *****s
I'm a thank em'
Let my nuts hang

And **** dangle
Come in with the **** that will make you break them ankles
'Cause I'm an all-season *****
Leave yah leaking *****

Thirsty gutter *****
Use a first........ *****
Disappear *****
We gonna be here

Been shifting gears
And doing this **** for years
Off the liquor though
Really though

**** a video
I'm getting in these hoes
***** **** what you yellin
I'm Bellin

[Chorus]

[Kokane]
If you see me saggin
Don't say nothing
It's just the way we bell

When you see these Chucks
You know I don't give a ****
It's just the way we bell

[WC]
Roll them in
Wrote this song again...
Pull them out and let them glide
Hang them high

Put them hankies in the sky
Out of town *****s what you need
Hit me
Get with me

Get tuned in to the realist ***** in this city
And if you came to LA
You never reached out and touched us
Trust us

Then you must have been ****ing with bustas
Hell yeah, I said it
I'm a hog in this ****
'Cause my before me was none of this walking ****

Keep it real
When I was skipping on Benzos and Navies
Ya'll was in tight *** pants with murphys in your khakis
Ducking

Now all of a sudden
*****s start super crippin
So ***** taste these slugs
Tuckin

***** tuck in your chain and your tail in
And shut the **** up and make way for these fellas
*****, I'm bellin

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