WESTSIDE CONNECTION

WESTSIDE CONNECTION - ALL THE CRITICS IN NEW YORK lyrics

God Damn! New York City!

Skyscrapers and everything!

(Ice Cube)

Back in the day, we used to respect yall niggas.

We used to be down with yall niggas.

All you have for the west coast, is criticism and disrespect.

So I say to you and your city, yall niggas will never get our respect again.

Westside nigga! Keeping it real. (Yeah)

Keeping it real!

Westside!

Is Brooklyn in the house? What about Queens in the house?

Manhattan in the house? Long Island in the house? Is the Bronx in the house?

Staten Island in the house?

The west coast is in the house sayin'

Why you talkin loud?

What you talkin' about?

(Ice Cube)

Fuck all the critics in the N.Y.C.

Who wants to rock the microphone after me?

Think of who you are and who you be.

My energy holds me down like the NFC.

I'm going thorough through your borough

Wit my Raider jacket and my jerry curl gangstas rule the world

On the west nevertheless W/S

We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress

(Mack 10)

You couldn't have said it no better homeboy

With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy

These bust ass critics from the N.Y.C.

Don't know that iI be from the ING

My peeps play for keeps deep crews pay dues by murder ones and twos

Rip riders and Damus choose

To stay gangsta you never ever ran us

We bustin' clips like bananas

Spottin' colored bandanas

(W.C.)

It's the hoodsta cap peela

Dusty ass New York critic killa

Dumping and pumping

Motha fucking led in their chest because none

of them niggas ever have it up for the West

So now it's on & the gauge in my pants got me limping

Fuck unity I'm coast tripping sagging as a bell

East smashing tape recorders

This is 187 on a New York reporter

New York, New York (4x)

(Ice Cube)

Fuck all the critics in the N.Y.C.

Tryin' to get a East hip-hop monopoly

But I've writng gangsta shit since '83 when ya'll was still scared to use

Profanity now everbody wanna run and go get triggers and blaim it on these

West Coast 7 figure niggas just because we made it real niggas got the deal I

Hope blood ain't got spill I kill

(Mack 10)

It's like the battle of the sexes you wanna treat us like bitches

Because we're platinum when we flex this

With mic in hand fans in the stands

We make a mill yan from California to Japan bitch

Went over seas seen D's how we done it

88's to 100's to let me dnow who really run it

Thes West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin' or we jackin'

Packin' ninas and sellin' out arenas niggas

(W.C.)

You make me wanta holla throw up both my Dubs

And roll these niggas up I got to beat 'em

When I see 'em T-roll 'em cut off hes scrotum

Leave 'em bleeding in particles for them bias

All articles I'm mashing and blasting so get the casket

I bet you after this I get a fucking

Hip hop classic I'm banning you niggas from the scene

Kicking over newstands pouring gasoline on your magazines...

(Ice Cube)

To the west my niggas to the west.

To the west my niggas to the west.

To the west my niggas to the west.

We the best my niggas don't stress.

(Ice Cube)

Fuck all the critics in the N.Y.C.

In your articles trying to rate my LP

Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps

Sayin' we ain't real because we make snaps

Selling 6-4 with a dab what you looking at with your brooklyn hat

And your pen and pad

Nigga I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams

Fuck your baggy jeans

Fuck your magazines

(Mack 10)

Hey hey hey what's happenin tound tray

It's still MT critic K on mines all mothafuckin' day

It'a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossing got to flossin

fell Off and got the nail in the coffin

Who wanna regret fucin with my set

I be a 24 yeat street Westside Connect Vet

You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us

We packin' heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us

(W.C.)

A yo nigga fuck that shit

I got to kill it fuck a

New York critic he wuite about it

Live it did it plus I'm still with it putting it down

On all these DJ's hating faking and

Flaking never once played my record on their radio station

No love for a New York critic

Or disc jock matter of fact I'm blaming all ya'll for fucking up hip hop

Is Brooklyn in the house? What about Queens in the house?

Manhattan in the house? Long Island in the house?

Is the Bronx in the house? Staten Island in the house?

The West Coast is the house sayin'

Why you talkin' loud?

What you talkin'about?(16x)

Westside

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