[W.C.]
Twist the cap back and turn it up and
Back to get it crackin' in this motherf**er
Comin' through like pardon me, excuse me
Smellin' like ooh-wee in a blue T, y'all know who I be
Dub Sizzleen, eyes full of Visine
Leanin' in a 745-LI Beam'
Big bucks and big trucks, buzzed and faded
You and that toothpick lookin' drug related
New money, new day - same to n***a to pull over
Jump out and knock the Murray's Grease out your toupee
West West baby baby, don't test baby baby
(Here I come with my handkerchief in hand)
I got 'em packin' the spot like back in the spot
This West Coast sh** is like crack in the pot
Can't nobody serve it like I serve it
Got 'em shakin' like Michael J. Fox, these n***as lookin' nervous
[Hook]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you
(See the Lord is my shepherd
Got me so hood, a n***a can't help it)
We do, what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you
(And just for the record
I came in this world by myself and bu*t naked)
[The Game]
n***a it's time for the re-up
Since everybody wanna be us, then G up
Blaze the motherf**in' weed up
Everywhere we go they showin' us love
And by the time we leave they throwin' up dubs
I've been in this sh**, almost got 10 in this sh**
Your favorite rapper I done been in his b**h
Who showed you how to put gold D's on a Bentley?
The n***a that showed me, he from Eastside 20's
I'm the West Coast Don, the Compton phenom
That drop bombs on you n***as, nothin' but dope rhymes
I was coached by the O.G.'s, taught to stay low-key
Now everybody know me, Mr. f** the Police
Unite the Coast, bury the snitches
All my n***as got two strikes and they stare at your b**hes
Like what the f** you gon' do when n***as run up on you
With a gun up on you and pull the trigger n***a
Welcome to California
[Hook]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you
(See the Lord is my shepherd
Got me so hood, a n***a can't help it)
We do, what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you
(And just for the record
I came in this world by myself and bu*t naked)