Gangsta Nation
Consider this an invitation
To my gangsta nation
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Westside)
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Ooh-ooh)
Na-na, na-na-na-na (What, what)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Yeah, yeah)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
Nigga I'm tired of the niggas barkin' that shit, talkin' that shit
From the concrete when they chalkin' that shit
And there he goes in a bitch pose and a throw back
Holdin' a gat ain't gonna bust and know that
It's a dub ass C thang dub C brain
And we don't fuck with niggas in khaki g-strings
Fuck movin', I'm clearin the crowd
It's the who bangin' bandana crimi-ni-minal, the original
Evacuate the building bitch here come a plane
No, it's the mad ass Westside Connect Gang
And fuck what you playin' nigga this who bang
With enough game to drive a swear bitch insane
And we number one gunners no we ain't stunners
It's real with us homey, killers and drug runners
And Mack need a D-bo in a H2 Hummer
Lookin' hotter than the motherfucking L. A. Summer, let's go
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
What the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about?
That's how you get these nuts parked in you mouth
Westside ride bitch, the same old shit
I don't conversate with pussy I ain't goin get
I don't holla at these hoes that sing like Ashante
Body like Beyoncé, face like Andre (Uh)
Bitch you kinda strangé
But I'm rich so my entré
Got to be bombay
Have you seen us? Naw
Haters can't see us
Connect Gang we the G'est, nigga
Countless calls and countless charges
Street niggas makin' blunts out of Cuban cigars
Big by the linnas, hypnotic by the liters
With a flank of hoes on us cause the chronic is the greenest
And to my niggas incarcerated and on probation
I'ma stay bangi'n for the whole G Nation, nigga
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
It's a gangsta nation, if you in you a G
And the whole world influence by the B and the C
Now tell the truth rappers you don't ball like me
'Cause I'm really from the gang ya'll is industry
And while I'm servin' up and comin' young hustlas and gluckas
Bangin' for the hood causin' havoc and ruckus
You niggas at the label kissin' ass like suckas
And you're bitches, so sit down when you piss motherfuckers
One thing I do know I ain't the uno
Big puno, rap sumo, on pruno (You know)
I'd like to thank the congregation
In my affiliation to the gangsta nation
I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless
You like a stick pussy, nigga you're useless
You know the side bitch, better get up on it
'Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it
Look here man
Check this shit out man look
Ya'll might as well say, fuck it
And join this Westside thing man
'Cause we got a motherfuckin' gangsta nation goin' over here
And once you join this shit you as G as can motherfuckin' be!
Believe that homie
Look, it ain't a hit 'til Nate Dogg spit
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
To my gangsta nation
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Westside)
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Ooh-ooh)
Na-na, na-na-na-na (What, what)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Yeah, yeah)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
Nigga I'm tired of the niggas barkin' that shit, talkin' that shit
From the concrete when they chalkin' that shit
And there he goes in a bitch pose and a throw back
Holdin' a gat ain't gonna bust and know that
It's a dub ass C thang dub C brain
And we don't fuck with niggas in khaki g-strings
Fuck movin', I'm clearin the crowd
It's the who bangin' bandana crimi-ni-minal, the original
Evacuate the building bitch here come a plane
No, it's the mad ass Westside Connect Gang
And fuck what you playin' nigga this who bang
With enough game to drive a swear bitch insane
And we number one gunners no we ain't stunners
It's real with us homey, killers and drug runners
And Mack need a D-bo in a H2 Hummer
Lookin' hotter than the motherfucking L. A. Summer, let's go
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
What the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about?
That's how you get these nuts parked in you mouth
Westside ride bitch, the same old shit
I don't conversate with pussy I ain't goin get
I don't holla at these hoes that sing like Ashante
Body like Beyoncé, face like Andre (Uh)
Bitch you kinda strangé
But I'm rich so my entré
Got to be bombay
Have you seen us? Naw
Haters can't see us
Connect Gang we the G'est, nigga
Countless calls and countless charges
Street niggas makin' blunts out of Cuban cigars
Big by the linnas, hypnotic by the liters
With a flank of hoes on us cause the chronic is the greenest
And to my niggas incarcerated and on probation
I'ma stay bangi'n for the whole G Nation, nigga
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
It's a gangsta nation, if you in you a G
And the whole world influence by the B and the C
Now tell the truth rappers you don't ball like me
'Cause I'm really from the gang ya'll is industry
And while I'm servin' up and comin' young hustlas and gluckas
Bangin' for the hood causin' havoc and ruckus
You niggas at the label kissin' ass like suckas
And you're bitches, so sit down when you piss motherfuckers
One thing I do know I ain't the uno
Big puno, rap sumo, on pruno (You know)
I'd like to thank the congregation
In my affiliation to the gangsta nation
I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless
You like a stick pussy, nigga you're useless
You know the side bitch, better get up on it
'Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it
Look here man
Check this shit out man look
Ya'll might as well say, fuck it
And join this Westside thing man
'Cause we got a motherfuckin' gangsta nation goin' over here
And once you join this shit you as G as can motherfuckin' be!
Believe that homie
Look, it ain't a hit 'til Nate Dogg spit
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And with my peers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they run 'n' duck
We still right here, so what the fuck?
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na (Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel D. Hale, William Calhoun, O'shea Jackson, Dedrick D'mon Rolison, Fredrick Farid Nassar
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