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Westside Foe Life
Verse 1. . Mack 10 nutty as they come. leave 'em face down. and numb from the waist down. It's a Sunday a gun day. rollin' down a one way. in my 'lac front and back.
Westside Slaughterhouse
[Mack 10]. Microphone check i.o. from the west coast beller and tella. I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna. Moved to California blew the bitch up put the gangsta twist on.
Wanted Dead
On a high speed chase they recognize my plates. Wanted for a 187 in three states. Got my glock cock, mind is ill mental. Blastin' at one time through my back window, shit.
W/s Foe Life
We got bitches on the left, niggas on the right. Bitches wanna fuck, niggas wanna fight. Do what you gotta do, nigga keep it tight. But make 'em understand it's W/S foe life.
What's Going On
"What's.. what's..". "What's going on? What's going on?" (4X). . [Canibus]. The club scene is a regular hangout spot for unclean. women in tight jeans frontin like queens.
Watch Who You Beef Wid
Watch who you beef wid. You need to watch who you beef wid. You need to watch who you beef wid. Watch who you beef wid. You need to watch who you beef wid.
Watch Who U Beef Wit
Chorus: Canibus. . Yo, you better watch who you beef wit. You might be walkin down the street, then. suddenly you hear tires screechin. Niggaz'll be hoppin out with heat and.
We Only Read The Headlines
You can cut to the chase. And you know its okay. Cause we only read the headlines. We only read the headlines. . Baby get to the point. And quit the foul play.
We Got It
Been the man since du rags on the block. Now it's Palace tees, Carhart jeans what I rock. Even Supreme since 14, I would cop. Just a fly Queens nigga, all the birds, they would flock.
Wayne's Takeover 2
Alright that nigga gone man. Fuck that nigga man, fuck that Fabe. Go through all this nigga's Pro Tools. First beat you pick, I'm slaughterin' this nigga's shit.
Wayne's Take Over 1
Shh, say Fabe, say Fabe. Look, Fresh done went to the bathroom. This your boy Weezy, baby, ya already know. He ain't want me rappin' on his album. . 'Cause I be talkin' bout that gun slangin', that murderin'.
What Is Hell
Iron winter, got me cold. Convicted like a criminal. Sharp and nimble, the wind unfold. Got me to my feet again. Past the mountain I hear a cry. Coming from the pinnacle.
When We Dance
[chorus]. you gone love it when we dance tonight. so cmon sugar put your pretty hands on mine. cuz anyway you like it, i can blow your mind. and you gone love it when we dance tonight [r-les].
Wanna Be Good
Yeah, uh. Next selection. . I-I-I-I-I, just wanna be good to you. (Uh, I really do, Yeah). I-I-I-I-I, I just wanna be good to you. . Girl I need what you give me.
Whatcha Gonna Do?
Once upon a time, not long ago. When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'. There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe. Puttin' it down, cuttin' it up and cookin' it now.
What's Your Fantasy (remix)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Give it to me now, give it to me now. Give it to me now, give it to me now. . Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Give it to me now, give it to me now.
Watch Dem Niggas
They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive. It's just the likeness, of Isrealites mist, that made me write this. A slight twist, of lime rhyme, be chasing down your prime time.
Why, Why, Why?
Hook 1: Why, why, why, why? I'ma in love, I'ma love with this man. Why, why, why, why? I'm in love, I'm in love.... 1st Verse: PIMPIN'! Don't you get enough pussy at home? Tell me. What really make this nigga wan roam? How could he diss me wit Tonya, Keisha, Tiffany, Sharra, and Lucy? All of these hoe groupies. I speak the truth. I never run my mouth loosely and like I told you this bitch is a soldier. Been fuckin' wit him since he drove the Corrola. Gave him the Beamer, even bought him Lucci Marianas now. I switched him up. Switch his whole wrist game up. You see I never shoulda fuck'd wit this lame buck I. Kept him fresh, kept his lil toe game up. Now he wanna have this bitch in my Hummer truck? And if I catch him burn this cocksucker shit up. Like A. Basset. Oh! I GETS SO DRASTIC. A woman scorn have you layin' in the castic and still I cry. Why oh why? NO!.
We're On Fire
Number one baby. Black Hand, Movado, gangsta. Ayo, I gotta do this with my stylin voice. Ayo. . See it's the Louboutin leather pump Don Diva. Get my Kevin Chiles on call me Don Diva.
Whatcha Gonna Do
[Intro: Young Gavin]. Fox Five, let's go. . [Verse One: Foxy Brown]. See it ain't no party like a Fox Brown party. 'cause a Fox Brown party don't stop.
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