(Ice Cube): Consider this an invitation,
To my Gangsta Nation.

Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (Westside)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (Ohh ohh)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (what what)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (so what)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (yeah yeah)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (We dream gangsta shit)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (Supreme gangsta shit)

(Chorus)
(Nate Dogg):
This game right here is rough as fuck,
These hoes out here are bout the bucks,
These fools out here afraid to bust,
I have no fear afraid of what,
And if my fears are comin up,
Fools talk real loud but don't run up,
When we come through they runnin up,
We still right here so what the fuck.

(W.C.):
Nigga I'm tired of these niggas barkin this shit, talkin this shit. From the concrete when they chalkin' this shit.
And videos in this bitch pose and a throw back
Holdin a gack aint gonna bust and know that.
It's a Dub ass C thang Dub C brain,
And we don't fuck with niggas,
And kaki jeans strains.
Fuck movin' I'm clearin the crowd
It's the who bangin bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal
The ori-gi-nal.

(Mack 10):
Evacuate the building,
bitch here come a plane
No, it's the mad ass Westside Connect Gang
And fuck what you playing nigga this who bang
With enough game to drive a swear bitch insane
And we number one gunners, no we aint stunners
Its real with us homie,killas and drug runners
And Mack be the deep born in a H2 Hummer
Lookin hotter than a mothafuckin L.A. summer
Let's go

(Chorus)
(Nate Dogg):
This game right here is rough as fuck,
These hoes out here are bout the bucks,
These fools out here afraid to bust,
I have no fear afraid of what,
And if my fears are comin up,
Fools talk real loud but don't run up,
When we come through they runnin up,
We still right here so what the fuck.

(Ice Cube):
What the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about,
That's how you get these nuts parked in your mouth.
Westside right bitch, the same old shit,
I don't conversate with pussy I aint goin get.
I don't holla at these hoes
That sing like Ashanti,
Body like Beyonce,
Face like Andre (uhhhh)
Bitch you kind of strange a
But I'm with so my Andre got to be bomb rate.

(W.C.):
Have you seen us, naw,
Haters can't see us,
Connect gang with a G'est nigga
Countless calls and countless charges.
Street niggas makin blunts out of Cuban cigars
Big by the linnas, sip notic by the liters
With a flock of hoes on us cause the cronic is a greenas.
And to my niggas incarcerated and on probation
I'ma stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga.

(Chorus)
(Nate Dogg):
This game right here is rough as fuck,
These hoes out here are bout the bucks,
These fools out here afraid to bust,
I have no fear afraid of what,
And if my fears are comin up,
Fools talk real loud but don't run up,
When we come through they runnin up,
We still right here so what the fuck.

(Mack 10):
It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G
And the whole world influenced by a B in the sea
Now tell the truth rappers you don't ball like me
Cause I'm really from the gamng ya'll is industry
And while I'm servin up and comin young hustlas and cluckas,
Bangin for the hood causin havic and ruckus
You niggas at the label kissin ass like suckas
And you bitches solder down when you piss mothafuckas.

(Ice Cube):
One thing I do know I aint 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 them, yeah I'm ruthless
You like a stick pussy, nigga you useless
You know the side bitch, better get up on it
Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin on it.

(Mack 10):
Look here man, check this shit out man, Look
Ya'll might as well and say fuck it,
And join this Westside thang man.
Cause we got a mothafucken Gangsta Nation goin over here.
And once you join this shit you as G as can mothafucken be.
Believe that homie,
Look it must be a hit till Nate Dogg speak.

(Chorus)
(Nate Dogg):
This game right here is rough as fuck,
These hoes out here are bout the bucks,
These fools out here afraid to bust,
I have no fear afraid of what,
And if my fears are comin up,
Fools talk real loud but don't run up,
When we come through they runnin up,
We still right here so what the fuck.

Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
(Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation)
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na
Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na

Bitch you know the side,
World mothafucken wide,
Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha

Nigga you need to get the fuck out my business nigga
That's what you need to do,
Cause I'm gettin tired you tellin me what the fuck I'm doing every time I'm doing something
Cause not feeling fake for these pack of wood
Get out my business, ok, ok
Get out my business man.


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