Ice Cube and WC, Do Ya Thang Live

Performed live in Bakersfield, CA. From icecube.com: http://icecube.com/media/videos/1525/1401

DJ Crazy Toones, Mr. Choc & DJ Rocky Rock at the Studio

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Mixtape: DJ Crazy Toones Throwback

Cocaine Blunts has a link to a Crazy Toones mixtape from 1996:http://www.cocaineblunts.com/blunts/?p=4518

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

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Back again!

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

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

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[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

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

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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!

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

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

Check it out at: http://www.dubcnn.com/media/audio/youngmaylay-igotmore/

There's an MP3 download link as well.