[Crazy Toones] DJ Crazy Toones in this motherfucker gonna bust you niggas' heads
[WC] Yo we back niggas Fuck dippin' dappin' niggas West side 'till I die what's happening nigga? It's that rich rolling loc'd out Big green smoking out Crip walking surplus poster child
Hitting a sip and then perkin' on this liquor Working them triggers And when my album drops it's curtains for you niggas I got a cult following I'm dangerous My fans look like a gang of def niggas throwing up sign language
I'm the Dub with the A to the K I am I would have killed you niggas last album but the trigger jammed So I shook Def Jam and hit the switch man Now it's Anybody Killa if it ain't Lench Mob or Big Swang
Fuck niggas, fuck bitches, fuck all the hype Fuck you, you ain't tight your A&R's a lie Fuck radio and videos and fuck a label I walk in your mixer meeting, piss on the table
Wrecking tours take a check on who they checking for us Stepping out the Cadillac with suicide doors So let the liquor pour motherfuck a metal floor I'm trying to put my Chucks down on the pedal on the '64
Check skrilla check figures stay checking niggas A lot of cowards try but they can't get with us It's the TEC gripper, vest splitter, claim the west nigga Catch you in the bathroom and take that chain off your chest nigga
Ain't nathan changed Loc, I'm coming you niggas Still down to catch a __ with any one of you niggas So after this I'm done with you niggas And since most of y'all can't take a ass whooping I'm gunning you niggas
The rapper running L.A.'s streets I'm getting twenty thousand a show to skip across stage on my feet In presidential suites getting licked to my feet Leaving nut stains and Golden Bird chicken grease on the sheets
Niggas mad 'cause I'm maneuvering past In a new Jag windows down yelling "Fuck you fags!" Leaning on that new leather like shoe tags 'Cause me and money go together like pockets and blue rags
Like tricks and hoes Like rain and storms Like guns and drugs Kirk Franklin and porns
Like dicks and pussies Like weed and zags Johnny Gill and Eddie Murphy Like police and fags
When we come through look at how they all frown Me and Cube walk through we shut the Fox Hills Mall down Niggas want to get me 'cause their bitch came with them in their Hemi But left with us in that Bentley
But what do you expect she was curious, the diamonds are so serious Nigga it's a CT Experience Slingshot chest up, heads of the best is us Hoes down motherfucker, West up!
[Samples] "Bring that beat back man Bring that beat back, bring the beat back" Ya'll want to hear that beat, right? Bring that beat back Please stand by"
[Crazy Toones] I'm standing the fuck up nigga! Real mixtape DJs Who am I?
[Ice Cube] Crazy Toones nigga!
[Crazy Toones] Right Who is you?
[Ice Cube] Ice Cube nigga!
[Crazy Toones] What you got loc?
[Ice Cube] The pyroclastic flow
[Crazy Toones] It's The CT Experience!
[Ice Cube] Gangsta shit up in this you know how we get down West Coast nigga with the trademark frown Coming through the spot with nothing on the waist 'Cause niggas all around me down to catch a case
[mixing samples] "Ma-ma-ma-many people listen to Ice Cube to find out what time it is I'm-I'm-I'm running, I'm-I'm-I'm running, Los-Los-Los Angeles, Los Angeles
[Ice Cube] I was raised by the Gs under palm trees Dealt with the dealers, adopted by the killers Got a Ford for a car, plus a double R Rappers get my autograph, bitch you can do the math
I want that beat fool I'm down with C Toones We from the G school You niggas see-through
R&B ass niggas rapping with your shirt off Leave 'em face down in the street when I skirt off Niggas in the 'hood lookit call me Rupert Murdoch
Sly as a fox, thick as an ox nigga I'm so sick when I come through the block Never sold a bird but niggas call me Chicken Pox
Understand that, understand this We infamous up in this, who you fucking with? Break your wrist, take your shit, then we take a trip And when they find you mistake you for a naked bitch
Gangsta shit up in this you know how we get down West Coast nigga with the trademark frown Coming through the spot with nothing on the waist 'Cause niggas all around me down to catch a case
Gangsta shit up in this you know how we get down West Coast nigga with the trademark frown Coming through the spot with nothing on the waist 'Cause niggas all around me down to catch a case
[sample] "God Damn!"
[Crazy Toones] I'm serving all you bitch ass niggas
[samples] "That's right man you gon' get hurt you keep on messin' around!"
[Crazy Toones] Use your turntables niggas
[sample] "Yeah, shit, this is dedicated to all you biters out there Y'all better watch y'all's ass! Where you from?"
[Crazy Toones] I'm from South Central Los Angeles, we influenced the world nigga!
It's time for a brand new mix blog by DJ Crazy Toones! Judging by the tremendous feedback his last drop (WC Mix Blog) received, I'm sure you've been eagerly anticipating what Crazy Toones has in store for you next.
As you might have seen in the banner rotation here on Dubcnn, J. Wells is gearing up to release his second album "Digital Master Vol. 2.1". The album is scheduled to hit the stores and iTunes on April 14th.
Just like the first installment, Wells secured guest appearances from high profile artists such as Snoop Dogg, Kurupt, Roscoe, WC, Tha Liks, Da Brat, Estelle, Rah Digga and Mack 10.
[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!