เนื้อเพลง Do You Like Criminals - Westside Connection
เนื้อเพลง Do You Like Criminals
[WC]
Say hoe I got way more d*ck than them n*ggas rolling your lexos
No punk ass Versace gear just the n*gga with the triple 1 braids in his beard
Quick to get the p*ssy dripping so quit tripping
Like you got a n*gga resembling Donnie Simpson
Hoe I'm from the wild wild west f*ck them preppy n*ggas
You need to get with this malt
Liqour sipper picture me simpin over ya never
How ya figure I'll be crying over yo ass like a
Baby face n*gga b*tch you better be glad
I got 3 strikes because back in '85
I'd been done gave your ass a black eye
See I been waving at your ass all week but all
You do is roll your eyes like your sh*t don't stink
So now it's time for a n*gga clown your ass
Because i can tell from the tattoos you's a high class hood rat
Don't want to f*ck with n*ggas in khakis
But hoe i bet for the dough
You quick to jack that ass like a 4
So quit fronting on a n*gga and lick these and b*tch
Hit the road with your f*cked up weave.......
[Ice Cube]
How would you like to get a n*gga rugged and raw
Outlaw rollin' down the shaw
Don't you want a mothaf*cka that's hard
Or a b*tch-made cute as El Debarge?
Do you like negros?
Him and those?
Individuals called criminals?
How'd you figure a West Coast n*gga
Drinking liquor got to know how to dig you
When we dated straight fade it
Penetrated, Ms. sasfisacated
No daddy hate it
Never met a n*gga quite as fly as me
All bottled up in your high society
You want to chech my mental
Cause how could a n*gga from South Central rollin' in a Benzo
Spice in ya life is what you need you intreigued by the smell of my weed
I represent reality in your world full of lies
And i can see it in your eyes
You worried sick and I'm chillin' (Westside)
Tell your family to f*ck off and roll with this villian
[chorus]
Do you like negros, him and those, individuals called criminals? [2x]
[Mack 10]
Who wanna f*ck wit it I put it down for real tho
It's Mack 10 and let you n*ggas know I'm gun ho
Baby i guess maybe i can get with your program
With hunnit spode tonas on my front and back
Broham hit a lick or two make your whole life a thriller
Make you wanna shake the nerd and come ride with a killa
Hot as sauce out the floss no need to be discreet
I swing the f*ck out this b*tch til my bumper touch the street
On switches and I'm workin jerkin hot ya n*gga smirkin
Jack the ass up and down til my back wheels is chirpin
You need to be with me b*tch you too f*cking bombay
To be on the Shaw with a n*gga with a Hyundai
I take you through my neighborgood raise where crime pays
No girbauds no fades just cacky's and French braids
And my friends is n*ggas that know what ends is
In high-top Chucks pushin V-12 Benz'
With hoochy hoes groopy hoes
You know those with a gang of money lolo' and penitintiary fo do's
So shake him now no need of waitin of debatin
Slam the door on them five stars and hop on these Daytons
[K-Dee]
Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, daddi day
I come from the crew I thought you knew we don't play
I see your frowning but I'm clownin' anyway
Can't nobody fade K-Dee baby, baby
I know you're Catholic
But can you have you have d*ck up in them guts all the way to
These nuts
Your a rich girl far from skeezer
I'm playing at the mall with your Visa
You wanna swang with K-Swinger
(When the West is in the houseoh my God! danger)
But take a hit you'll live
But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, puff give
Now i see you giggling
But all I wanna see is ass wiggling and titties jiggling
So what you wanna do?
Don't go chasing waterfalls
Stick to them d*cks and balls your use to
Go ahead and take a big lick
Cause girls look so good on the end of
My d*ck
That right is it tight?
I know you ain't a dike
What type of n*gga do you like?
B*tch!
[chorus]
[chorus II]
B*tch I'm from the wild, wild west
Can't you tell buy the "S" on my chest
We got hoes for days
Plus we claiming no stress no mothaf*ckin' dress
[chorus]
[chorus II]