Westside Connection - Cross 'em Out and Put a 'K Lyrics

Writer(s) : JACKSON, O'SHEA / ANDERSON, STEPHEN WILLIAM / ROLISON, DEDRICK D'MON / CALHOUN, WILLIAM L.
Artist: Westside Connection Lyrics
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Album: Track 8 on Bow Down
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Well it's the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style
And pullin 211's ever since TAA-DOOW
There's ten million ways to die
Choosin Mack and hit the boopin' floosin'
Off this gang-bang music
So all I'd wanna got the room stumped
I'm smokin, make dough like Trump
Cookin powder til they chunk, punk!
Straight off dust, ***** trust I bust
And cross em out and put a'K if they ain't down with us

It's off the hook, *****, I'm a Westside crook, *****
The forty **********in dollars on my books, *****
I'm not an MC, I'm not a G
I mean I'm A-to-****in-Z and everything in between
Rappers like gangbangin cos I'm in it to the fullest
And my hood ain't never dodgin bullets
It's all about the Bloods and Crips, no one tri-ips
Colors and dips, *****es and chips, *****!

Woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo
What's this my ??? radar system
Detects busta B-I-itches on the premises
***** be dissin on a down low
So now my motto is "**** every rapper from the East and the West Coast"
New School, Old School, I hate you ************s
I'm steady plottin wipin my *** wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, *****, then run the ****in holidays

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
*****! To South Central L.A.!

Goddamn *****! This **** make me sick
All these West Coast cowards ridin New York **** (Brrgh!)
Bustas get sprayed wearin high-top fades
And Kangols backwards with dark-*** shades
No switchblades, *****, we shoots
That's how it is on the West when you're true to your roots
So kill the action, punk, hoochie *****es clown
***** get your sag on and keep your pants legs down

Check it! Ho shut your mouth and get naked!
I'm Connected and ain't no *****es singin on this record
No R& B tracks, just *****s on wax
Kickin facts with these gang-bang raps
Every ***** in the industry wanna rap with me
Like it's all good, you ain't from my hood
*****, I don't even like your ****, I don't like your crew
I'm true, you're through, ***** **** you!

***** get off, this **** is wack
**** that, I bust you in the can with a **********in propajack
Spit on ya, **** on ya when I get on ya, piss on ya
You're goin up and your ****in cos I ain't lovin none of ya
And even female rappers are gettin smacked
Stabbed in the ******* and kicked in the back
Cos I'm a westside Connection hista
Bored from a lover dishin nothin but (foolers?) and dirty rubbers

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
*****! To South Central L.A.!

Brrrgh!
In about four seconds, a killa will begin to speak

Now you can cross out the busters and snitches
B-Real and Miss Muggs is like Hollywood *****es
From the *****s I know in the streets I run through
Swear to god ***** real it ain't one dog that know you (not one)
So watch what you say, who ya talkin bout, ya tweakin
And keep hogs out'cha mouth when ya ***** *** is speakin
I'm sick wit it, cappin'cha dome till I hit it
This Westside Connection, Cypress know they can't **** with it

Use to get kisses and hugs, now I'm servin ya slugs
**** B-Real and Muggs, y'all *****s ain't no ****in thugs
Be all surprised, everybody dies
From Columbian neckties covered with flies
Ya ****in maggots, ya ****in ******s
I should alert you, every ************ that I know wanna hurt you
So when I pull my spraycan to spray
I'm sprayin C-H-K all **********in day

I once knew this ***** by the name of Q-Tip
Who claim he had a problem with this gangsta ****
Behind closed doors, runnin his mouth like a trick-in
Til this ***** bout the name of Dove caught him slippin
Tied his *** up and threw him in the truck
Put an apple in his mouth and dug his *** out
About a month later they found his body stashed
In a trash bag with a cucumber in his ***

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
*****! To South Central L.A.!

Don't go chasin waterfalls
Stick to them dicks and balls you're used to
Punk *** ************s!

Brrrrgh!


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