Lyrics: The Gangsta, the Killa, and the Dope Dealer (Westside Connection: Bow Down)

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[Ice Cube]
Heh. Living in a California cage
Ya'll trying to study me
Gangbangin'll never die. There's too much love
You always gonna get niggas like us, you know what I mean?
God Damn! How many more motherfuckin' penitentiaries ya'll gonna build?
How many jars you gonna try to put us in, you know what I'm saying?

Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!

(Ice Cube)
Can't none of ya'll niggas fuck with none of these niggas
These triggers we's killers
Sitting on the porch in between legs
With a bitch French braiding my hair
Now, I leave 'em 'til they matted
Forearm tatted
What's the Connection? Bitch you looking at it
It don't stop
I hits more licks
Than it takes to get to the center of a blow pop

And it's gonna take a miracle
To drive a car this color down Imperial
Yeah, I got heart but ain't tryin' to see Marcia Clark
(Punk ass nigga) So let's wait till it get dark

So many Fords parked in my gate
It's like the international House of Pancakes
All on the grass, every bitch passed
I'm first not last when we all hit the ass

Doing tricks jacked up like a six
One Pussy, and thirteen dicks
Gangstas don't dance we boogie
Niggas run out and get your cookie

Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!

[WC]
Who's that dumpin' out that window who ridin' [West Side!]
Nobody survives when I got my steel up
Throwing my shit up pulling the trigger
What the fuck you lookin' at nigga?

True blue when I bust
Leaving bodies hangin' like the tongue of my Chucks
Chalk another one, homicidal in the G ride
I swear I'm killing every nigga standing outside

Letting 'em have it
With my double barrel sawed off
I'm smoking everybody niggas bitches and all
Stretch 'em out in broad daylight motherfuck the witnesses
Eyes big as golf balls from the funny cigarettes

As the sun frowns on my forehead
I sweat murder which makes me a walking dead man
Bringing more bad news than Schleprock
When I bust shots
Dub C keep the hammer cocked

The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer

[Ice Cube]
What's crackin?

[Mack 10]
Well, it's the nigga that's housin' the scene
I got pounds of green and birds sittin' on the triple beams
I put it down on and off the record
My flats a double decker, marble floors all checkered

Now what can I say every bitch I lay
Be pure and bombay like Peruvian yay
So I brag and I boast man I got the most, man
I make more deliveries than the postman

My homie Carlito plug me with the amigos
So now it's kilos five and six double zeros
Now what's next? I'm stuck like a Kotex
Blinding niggas with the buggas in my Rolex

With my aces O.T. on a regular basis
We got probate faces fighting federal cases
Cause ain't nothing realer than niggas getting they scrilla
Like a gangsta, a killer and Mack would be the dope dealer

Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!
Killer Cali is the state, murder!

The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)

The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)
The Gangsta, the Killer, and the dope dealer (murder!)

[Ice Cube]
Damn it's a trip! All these cameras goin' up
I cant go here, I can't go there
I feel institutionalized
And I'm on the street!