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