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featuring Ice Cube 

Mm, mm, mm 

WC: 
Aw Yeah 
I'm wit this 
It's me, the shadiest one 
(Dub, callin' all dubs) 

Ice Cube: 
Hot licks, hot licks 
Comin' wit them hot licks, hot licks 
Hit 'em wit them hot licks, hot licks 
Rollin' with them hot licks 
Hot licks 

WC: 
Hatas steppin' to me, they wanna get some 
But I'ma dub, yo, yo, you know the outcome 
Another victory, they can't get wit' me 
Smoke from the left so coupe it's all they ever see 
I'm on the grind, I got's to get mine, loc 
I been puttin' it down since the days of low pro, so 
Why's everybody now hatin' on me? (why?) 
Could it be I'm runnin' wit the dub SCG 
Or is it that I'm countin my riches 
Getting' my fingernails cleaned 
And being braided by the finest bitches 
Whateva the case you need to back up off my Benz 
Keep my name out yo mouth and slow down like Lou Sends 
Cuz I wrote for gears, y'all 
Came to 'fore I served all y'all 
I deserve my R y'all 
Dub C, the new leader of the pack 
Wit' the brand new sack, and yo, I can't hold back 

Ice Cube (Chorus): 
It ain't a problem that I can't fix, 
And I can do it wit' yo bitch 
So If you lookin' for trouble and you wanna feel muscle 
All up against yo brain 
It'll weigh those troubles down the drain 
I said I'll weigh those troubles down the drain 
(Bang, bang dub C!) 

WC: 
Not just braggin', snippin', saggin' 
Bang when I talk make the whole world sleepwalk 
I wants a little, yeah nigga, no doubt 
I put myself in this game, and I'm the only one can take me out 
The 4 droppa wit the Jocelyn complexion 
Still love the women with chests and C-sections 
Protection, got my own bodyguard nigga 
Fuck security, sleep wit my finga on the trigga 
A street scholar, born into nada go riff-rockin' prada 
To rockin' shows in the Dama Fleet collar (hoo hooooo!) 
Never thought a rapper can be livin' like this 
All I wanted was a rolex to fill my shit 
Paid dues, curb served, for what, connected? 
Sometimes feared but I'm never disrespected 
Get the cash and mash, drivin' for the meal ticket 
Stretch and takin' work, we gon get it, I can't hold back 

Chorus 

Get up, get up, get up, now throw your hood in the air 
Let me know you out there 
Eastside, Westside, South and up North 
If y'all respect mines then I will respect yours 
From the crypts to blunts to latinos 
I'm down with any nigga that's down for makin' sceno's 
Illegal, a dozen egos can't lie 
I'm addicted to totin' fiends for them birds that don't fly 
'Cuz real g's chase g's and shake busts 
Look out for one another motherfuckin' color 
We quick to bring it, but ain't got time for the drama 
I'm all about stackin' dollaz and swangin' Impalas 
I got my money to make, niggaz a gank, gay to chase 
Keys a takin', bottles of paint, pounds of flip, a bottle of steak 
Nigga to drink, pepper the bank, hose the brake, goes the weight 
Foez the cane, but it's over, finish this game, what's my name? 

(scratching) 
I'm, I'm, I'm a dub to the C 
I'ma dub to the C 
I'ma dub to the C 
I'ma dub to the C 

Chorus 
Bang bang 
Hoo Hoooo!

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