[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)