Saturday, June 6, 2009

Lyrics: West Coast Voodoo (WC: Guilty by Affiliation)







[The Game]
"Your favorite rapper's motherfucking nightmare"

[Chorus]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[The Game]
"Crips, Bloods, Eses, Niggas, Mexicans, it's all good"

[Chorus]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[Samples]
West rider!

[Chorus]
Dub C!

[WC]
Twist the cap back and turn it up and
Back to get it crackin' in this motherfucker
Coming through like pardon me, excuse me
Smelling like new weed in a blue T, y'all know who I be

Dub Sizzling, eyes full of Visine
Leaning in a 745Li Beem'
Big bucks and big trucks, buzzed and faded
Chewing a toothpick looking drug-related

New money, new day - same nigga 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 hankerchief in hand

I got 'em packing the spot like back in the spot
This West Coast shit is like crack in the pot
Can't nobody serve it like I serve it
Got 'em shaking like Michael J. Fox, these niggas looking nervous

[Chorus]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[WC]
See The Lord is my shephard
Got me so hood, a nigga can't help it

[The Game]
West Side for life

[Chorus]
We do, what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[WC]
And just for the record
I came in this world by myself and butt naked

[The Game]
Nigga it's time for the re-up
Since everybody wanna be us, then G up
Blaze the motherfucking weed up

Everywhere we go they showing us love
And by the time we leave they throwing up dubs
I've been in this shit, almost got ten in this shit
Your favorite rapper? I done been in his bitch

Who showed you how to put gold D's on a Bentley?
The nigga that showed me, he from Eastside 20's
I'm the West Coast Don, the Compton phenom
That drop bombs on you niggas, nothing but dope rhymes

I was coached by the OGs, taught to stay low key
Now everybody know me, Mr. Fuck the Police
Unite The Coast, bury the snitches
All my niggas got two strikes and they stare at your bitches

Like what the fuck you gonna do
When niggas run up on you
With a gun up on you
And pull the trigger nigga
Welcome to California

[Chorus]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[WC]
See The Lord is my shephard
Got me so hood, a nigga can't help it

[The Game]
West Side for life

[Chorus]
We do, what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[WC]
And just for the record
I came in this world by myself and butt naked

[Samples]
Voodoo running from my magic
Dub Sizzling
Loc I'm back
I still throw the turf up like Bombi


[Chorus]
We do what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[WC]
See The Lord is my shephard
Got me so hood, a nigga can't help it

[The Game]
West Side for life

[Chorus]
We do, what we do
This West Coast is voodoo on you

[WC]
And just for the record
I came in this world by myself and butt naked

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Lyrics: Roll On 'Em (Crazy Toones: The CT Experience)

Buy this CD (The CT Experience) on Amazon.com



Roll On 'Em Lyrics

[DJ Crazy Toones]
Just throw your set high in the air
Swear it's getting mighty funky out there
There's some bitches over here, there's some niggaz over there
Can I get a right on cuz?

[Xzibit]
I take flight like fist fights
You see bright lights, throwing lefts and rights
I keep my jaw locked tight swinging
Bullets singing pass your head though your windows
And plastic __, it's a rap casket closed

I laugh at those who chose to get bold
When they loose a couple of souls, they crumble and fold
Now watch 'em hunt down hurt, hanging hate the hater
Watch how we rise, ball and thank me later

Top dollar, anybody who got a problem with us
Can easly be found and crushed
I'm a lush, feeling a rush, feel the adrenaline pumping
Me and Dub in the Escalade thumping

Crazy Toones productions, crank the ass
Get that limo tint down, let's track some transfer nigga
When I walk I'm leaving holes in the concrete
Xzibit dropping heat from thirty thousand feet

[WC]
Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
If you a Crip or a Blood
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Let me see them fingers up

Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
Got me throwing up my Dubs
Who that nigga cuttin' it up?
Toones fuckin' it up

[Young Maylay]
Let me explain it, how I love to three wheel swing it
Drop it side to side, lock it up and then bang it
That's right, West Coast L.A. originated
Prepare to take flight and I'm the pilot designated

Maylay cocked fist sitting switch hitting
Hundred spoke twisting, five twenty strip gripping
See the bottom of the transmission, 66 inches
Showing off how they coated in chrome suspension

Get my clown on, my bounce on
Cut the sounds on and it's thumping like bow wow!
They already knowing I got the hottest rider going
Flat bed in the back, just in case I gotta tow 'em

'cause I sure give it up, let me catch them with they wheels tucked
Jumpin' out sounding like Dub, yeah ni'a what?
Two licks on the switch, and they got up
With the ass end locked up, that motherfucker hot huh?

[WC]
Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
If you a Crip or a Blood
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Let me see them fingers up

Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
Got me throwing up my Dubs
Who that nigga cuttin' it up?
Toones fuckin' it up

[MC Ren]
Who is it, the black nigga with the big dick
Posted up with Crazy Toones taking your trick
But that bitch better swallow
I don't give a damn if she a fake ass rap model

Get the fuck out here!
Suck my motherfucking  balls, if she want me to steal
I don't give a fuck, I'm filled with cuss words
Fuck all you radio geeks and nerds
And fuck the (pig) my black ass still gonna eat

Airplay can't stop the Villain
Slinging mixtapes like my fuckin' ass dope dealing
Take they flight with Dub and X
Leave my footprint like a motherfucking T-Rex

Who got next, we run the court
Impregnate your bitch while you pay the child support
Then I'm out, get the next tape
The villainous nigga punk ass can't wait

[WC]
Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
If you a Crip or a Blood
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Let me see them fingers up

Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
Got me throwing up my Dubs
Who that nigga cuttin' it up?
Toones fuckin' it up

[WC]
Knick knack and police rolling in the paddy wagon
Pushing through the alley asking where Dub and Toones at and
Where them niggaz living and how them niggaz still stacking
Is it really true them niggaz grew up on Manhattan?

Niggaz chit chat, talk behind a loc's back
But when we come through, like what's happenin' they don't want no action
Little faggots, ya'll don't want it 'cause we pistol packing
And you know them Calhoun brothers will get to gatin'

Click clack, pass the cush and zig-zag
Dip that let a motherfucker hit that
Grip that 9 millimeter clip that
Bust a U where these nigs at let's push they wigs back

Toones and Dub C back to slaughter this shit
Switch tapes, mix tapes yeah we started this shit
Finally some real niggaz y'all can feel niggaz
To all my ground pounders and Chevy grill uppers

[WC]
Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
If you a Crip or a Blood
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Let me see them fingers up

Nigga what?
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em up
Pull that trigger, give it up
Lift the Chevy grill up

Nigga what?
Got me throwing up my Dubs
Who that nigga cuttin' it up?
Toones fuckin' it up

[DJ Crazy Toones]
I wanna piss on all you niggas' graves before I kill you
'Cause I'm tired of niggaz claiming the West Coast
And they ain't playing no motherfucking West Coast artists
That's some bullshit!
Straight bullshit!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

DUBCNN: Crazy Toones / Young Maylay "I Got More"

DUBCNN has a new mixblog from DJ Crazy Toones and Young Maylay called "I Got More"


There's an MP3 download link as well.