Bow Down (Live)

Yeah, check me out
Hey, what's yours nigga?, check me out

Tha world is mine nigga, get back
Don't fuck with my stack, the gauge is racked
About to drop the bomb, I'm the Westcoast don
Big fish in a small pond
Now tha feds wanna throw their book at the crook
But I shook they worm and they hook
Guppies hold they breath, they wanna miss me when I'm tipsy
Runnin' everything, Westside of the Mississippi

It's the unseen pullin' strings wit my pinky ring
We got your woman, pucker up, fo' we fuck her up
Bow down before I make a phone call
Got 25 niggaz runnin' up on y'all
Fo the cheese we want them keys
Everybody freeze on ya knees, butt naked please
Before any of you guppies get heart
Nigga rewind my part bo' and (sing it)

(Bow down)
When I come to yo' town, say what? (bow down)
When I'm westward bound, say what? (bow down)
Because I ain't no hater like you, bow down
To a fool that's greater than you

Yo, I take ten steps and I draw (blaow!)
Now who's dissin' the big bad Inglewood addition
I bust like a pimple, my mind is ill-mental
The Westside connects with me and South Central
And a drag from tha zig zag, can't fuck with the Philly's
Holdin' down tha wild west like a kid they call Billy
Once again it's Mack 10, the gold crown holda
Strong as a Coca-Cola, with a crome pistola

Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss
My look bring you fear with gear from the Surplus
Since a teen I chased tha green, the crack scene King
Lolos, Cornishes and Bagguetts on my pieces
So recognize these real G's, take the cheese
The Westside connection, keep it rollin' like gold D's
Three Wheelin' and Dealin' is like tha California style
But in tha mean while in my town (sing it)

(Bow down)
Town, sing it (bow down)
When we westward bound, say what? (bow down)
Because I ain't no hater like you, bow down
To a nigga that's greater than you

Hey, right about now, we gon see which side is the loudest
We gon split this right down the middle
Everybody over here, you Ice Cube's side, you know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck that, everybody over here, y'all Mack 10 muthafucker's side
Alright, my side, lemme hear you say party over here, fuck you over there
(Party over here, fuck you over there)
Say party over here, fuck y'all over there (party over here, fuck y'all over there)
Say party over here, fuck you over there (party over here, fuck you over there)
Say party over here, fuck y'all over there (party over here, fuck y'all over there)

Hold on, I'll be goddamned
Yo man, I always dreamed about comin' out here and rockin' some shit like this
But I didn't quite hear y'all, so like I said we gon split this crowd down the middle
This time, this is my side, take this side over here, fuck that

Lemme hear you say party over here, fuck you over there
Say party over here, fuck y'all over there
Bo', that was weak, I defect it
Y'all havin' a good time Westside?, damn it sure look like it
Mack 10, you havin' a good time homeboy?
Man, I'm having a good muthafuckin' time my nigga
This my homeboy back here, we call him T bone, the sort of gangsta
T bone (what up?), let the people know that you're havin' a good time too
Yo, we gon do that, put your peace sign in the air everybody
Put your muthafuckin' peace sign in the air



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Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Dedrick D'mon Rolison, William L. Calhoun, Stephen William Anderson
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