Walk

Lyrics

[Intro: Ice Cube] 1, 2, 3, 4 Get you a bitch up on the floor You gotta get up and get down (Walk!) You gotta get up and get down (Walk!) [Verse 1: WC, Ice Cube & Mack 10] To the west, march! Bang, crease the starch Uh oh, here we go again Off the chain, that Dub SC gang State yo name Ice Cube, motherfucker What's yo name? Mack 10, motherfucker Well bang on, swang on 'Cause on mine I'ma G on, Dub C let a scene on Get my green on with my white sling on Weather my rag in with my khakis cuffed and dragging Three wheels, make the heat squeal This West Coast shit is the shit that we built Who wanna bust with or fuck with him and confess Y'all can't fuck with it, I'm out the roof with it, bang loose with it Dub C from that Dub SC Fo sho to make ya peeps slang off the cheese, man [Chorus: Mack 10, Ice Cube & WC] Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk To the west, march! Calling all cars, niggas look hard Near park cars, after dark Ghetto stars [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Ice Cube, motherfucker, I represent this Don't mistake the master for the apprentice All you bitch-ass niggas are defenseless Like a Catholic priest and 'bout ten kids It's Sunday school, I run you fools You ain't gon' do shit I got the flip shit, blueprint Spit it like I'm gon' spit it Niggas wanna get it, but they won't admit it I'm connected and committed All the way with it, while you bullshitted I'm on exhibit, like a pitbull off the chain Motherfuckers gon' flip out, ropes get ripped out Niggas gon' trip out, crip out, get a four-fifth out Get 'bout with a brickhouse, with my dick out saying fuck ya My whole career, I kept it gangsta and hustler [Chorus: Mack 10, Ice Cube & WC] Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk To the west, march! Calling all cars, niggas look hard Near park cars, after dark Ghetto stars [Verse 3: Mack 10] It's for the ghetto and the gutter every time I spit For niggas that walk off that Funkadelic shit I just might go psycho and grab the automatic And let one off for the gangbang addicts 'Cause I'm westside connected like a hand in the glove And I'm the gangsta rap nigga that the D-Boys love Hopped out braided and valeted in the front of the club I hit the dough, niggas speak, I hit 'em up with a dub And even on the east coast, I rep Hoo-Bangin' Iced out, creased khakis with a red flag hanging Finna bust a bitch to give head, that's eating the jaw And if I let my hair down, all the hoes all hoes Get ya hood, ya borough, ya tribe, ya troop And ain't no niggas in the game that can beat this group Mack 10 and Connect is the hood I claim We do the damn thang and it's off the chain [Chorus: Mack 10, Ice Cube & WC] To the west, march! Calling all cars, niggas look hard Near park cars, after dark Ghetto stars To the west, march! Calling all cars, niggas look hard Near park cars, after dark Ghetto stars Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk Walk, walk Niggas let me see you walk Walk, walk Bitches let me see you walk [Outro: WC] Yeah, nigga, WSC, g Y'all can't see my group Nigga, I put this shit on the map And I'ma keep this shit on the map Signs said deliver skep-skep incorporated Haha, dub, you a fool Yeah, nigga, don't get tangled or twisted Nigga, ride wit' us or get rolled on All day, everyday, Westside Connect' game (Oo-oo) Westside riders, gangbang!