W.C. And The Maad Circle West Up! Lyrics

featuring Mack 10, Ice Cube

Intro: WC

Wessyde-fa-life-in-ya!!
("Throwin up the W" -- Ice Cube) 2X
Yeah, I'm with this, what we throwin up?
("Throwin up the W" -- Ice Cube)
All you busta a__ n____z out there

I got my m_________in homeboys in the house ("Throwin up the W")
My n____ Ice Cube ("Throwin up the W"), Mack 10
Back to set the record straight for all these busta a__ n____z
who trip, this how we do it n____

Chorus: WC

Front back side to side
We be givin it up, till the day we die
n____z hit me up, I'ma have ta erupt
So m_________er West Up!
(repeat 2X)

Verse One: WC

n____ clear the lane, here I come, once again
With this, gangsta click, droppin this, gangsta s___
Strictly for the riders who ride us I gotta WestSider
rhymer for them n____z that's sittin on them Dayton wires
Pump the bass, hit the switch
Cause Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this b-i-itch
Straight hoodsta for life, ain't no lookin back
Ink in my flesh, WestSide tattered on my chest
Walkin with the shadow of death
Through the land of the skanless, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips and the Bloods
Where even the strongest n____z is drug through the mud
And visitors from outta town best to stay in Hollywood
You get that tourist a__ ganked strollin through my hood
West coast till the casket drop
I be throwin it up, so m_________er West Up!

Verse Two: Mack 10

It's gun ho Mack one-oh please you can't f___ wit deez
Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G'z
And hip-hop, top three n____z the new bosses
Never slippin cause we flosses, packin Nina Rosses
n____, thought you knew how we do it
Ain't a d___ Thing Changed, always on them thangs
forever and a day, so back up, gimme room, don't neglect
Just respect and everything I can't check I wreck
Now you can cross out the bustas and snitches
s___ only killers hootchie b____es and hot hydraulic switches allowed
On the turf where the real hogs dwell
Sewed up the hood, the fattest bolas on the block for sale
Inglewood City, the throne I call home
n____z be so bright, you might need your locs on
to bail through, it's fin you're in with Mack 10
And I gotta confess up, n____ this West Up! for life

Chorus

Verse Three: Ice Cube

Now I got ta show you how the West coast rocks
No razor blades, in my mouth, just a glock
And I'm hittin you up, with that W-S
The sun, rises in the East, but it sets in the West
No gold teeth, you gets a wreath
So hand me the goodies, stockin mask, no hoodies
Christmas day, I'm in a tre
While some of you n____z got the robe reindeer and a sleigh
We don't call it five-oh, we call it one time
It's my life my life my life my life, in the sunshine!
One nine weighs a ton
How the f___ you think that the West was won?
Now s___ can be squashed over a forty ounce of backwash
No jokes, the land of locs and hundred spokes
In the East, we can be brothers
But when you come to L.A., watch your m_________in colors
West Up! n____

Chorus

Verse Four: WC

Give it up, give it up
Like the n____ James Brown, me and my n____z are puttin it down
So bustas be wary cause see we represent the city
Where n____z caught slippin is left with they brains drippin
City of the Angels, more like a concrete jungle
full of macks Cadillacs and crack sacks
I pledge allegiance to the s___ till I die
[Mack 10] So let the five-twenty slide and put it down from the WestSide

Chorus

WestSide!!!
("Throwin up the W")