Lyrics: WC Mix Blog (Crazy Toones: It's a Demo!)

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Bang! Bang!
I started off like ch-ch
doot-doot-doot-doot!
Jumpin' out the coupe __ ___ __

While CT bags me here's another one
Fresh off the press like a pair of creased khakis
Dope like crack we ride with the mag seat?
A starter cap to the same side where the rag be

Delivering cavi on the track
It's the return of the authentic call me "Your Majesty"
On the handlebars rollin' with the stereo loud
Bandana material on my crown

On the freestyle Dub fuckin' it up
And like a dick in a rubber I'm a knock this then bust
Can't wait to let the shells free
And hit you niggas with the Barracuda LP

And blast triggers on all you T-Pain ass lickers
Lil' Wayne soundin' like ass niggas
Ain't no way I'm callin' it quits nigga
I'm in knee deep like the __ shit

West Coast I'm the heart of this shit
On the mic like a Jerry's Kid nigga
Retarded with this spit
Fuck wit' me

No better yet niggas can't fuck wit' me
Making The Band ass niggas I ain't Puff Diddy
Fuck pretty I'm a C-walkin' __ __ __ dickie nigga
in the city that's puffin' sticky

Big Swang baby we go hard
Dub the Barracuda
And Maylay the Coast Guard

Dippin' on a mission with no plates no brakes
CT the driver Lench Mob the home base
House of a lot of styles
And motherfucker it's a sign at the door no bitin' allowed

So fuck all you bastards
Wonder Twin power deactivating
Shiny ass belt buckle rappers

Homie on the computer act hard
I kick your laptop over the roof in the back yard
You ain't potty trained nigga don't belittle yourself
Fuckin' with me I run though you make you shit on yourself

And what I rep I ain't gotta display it homie
I'm lettin' all you other rap niggas say it for me
Home of the connect and gauge handle huggers
Even that nigga Tupac threw me up on his album cover

Fuck that Toones, let me out this motherfucker