Westside Connection - Bow Down Lyrics

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The world is mine ***** get back
Don't **** with my stack the gage is racked
About to drop the bomb I am the **********ing don
Big fish in a small pond
Now the feds want to throw the book at the crook
But I shook they worm and they hook
Guppies hold they breath they want to miss me
When I am tipsey
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got your woman so pucker up
Fo we **** her up
Bow down before I make a phone call
Got 25 *****s running up on y'all
Fo the cheese we want them keys
Everybody freeze on ya knees butt naked please
Before any of you guppies get heart
***** rewind my part and (Bow Down)

I take ten steps and I draw
Now who's dissing the mad *** Inglewood
I bust like a pimple my mind is ill mental
The Westside connects with me and south central
And a drag from the zig zag can't **** with the
Holding down the wild west like a kid they
Call Billy
Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown hold of
Strong as a Coca-Cola with a crome pistola
Now who want to fuss so I can buss when I cuss
My look bring you fear with gear deom the Surplus
Since a teen I chased the green the crack scene
Lolos Cornishes and Bagguetts on my pieces
So recognize these real G's take the cheese
The west side connection keep it rolling like gold
Three Wheeling and Dealing is like the California
But in the mean while in my town you got to

Bow Down when you come to my town
Bow down when we west-ward bound 'cause
We ain't no haters like you
Bow Down to some *****'s that's greater than

Well it's that chuck wearing still sporting a
Beanie the shadiest
***** in the click who want to see me as I slide
My locs on let
My khakis hang west side connect gang bing bing
Bang run away run
Away or get yo punk *** sprayed by this H double
O to D to the
S.T.A **** hiding it I am gang related simple and
Plain which
Means I could give a **** about you *****'s in
The rap game
Flashy *****'s get stuck up beat the **** up when
You come around
Keep your chain tucked from this zero zero's
Affiliated **** a
Studio lyricist I'm real with this talk the talk
Walk the walk
Dis me on wax and I am trying to saw your whole ****ing
Head off
I'm platinum bond so ***** shut up punk all yea
Could kiss my converse like sh'o 'nough

Bow Down when you come to my town
Bow down when we west-ward bound 'cause
We ain't no haters like you
Bow Down to some *****'s that's greater than

(Yea lemme tell you something)
(gangster's make the world go round)
(you ain't gotta clown)
(But if you living on the west side of yo town)
(Make them other fool's bow down)

Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 World Domination (intro)
  • 2 Bow Down
  • 3 Gangstas Make the World Go Round
  • 4 All the Critics in New York
  • 5 Do You Like Criminals?
  • 6 Gangstas Don't Dance (insert)
  • 7 The Gangsta, the Killa and the Dope Dealer
  • 8 Cross 'em Out and Put a 'K
  • 9 King of the Hill
  • 10 3 Time Felons
  • 11 Westward Ho
  • 12 The Pledge (insert)
  • 13 Hoo-Bangin' (WSCG Style)