Hoo-Bangin’ lyrics

[Intro: Ice Cube]
You are now rockin' with the West
We don't f*ck with the stress
Westside Connect-Gangin', hoo-bangin'
And we got thousands, so f*ck what you claimin'

[Verse 1: Mack 10 & Ice Cube]
Who wanna scrap with a n*gga that pack? (Blaow)
Straight mass murderin' on 24 tracks
I put it down like a hog, I got what you need
I'm from the West Coast the bad seed with the bomb weed (Woo)
Hollow points is my venom
I bust rapid then they flee, flamin' hot when I send 'em in 'em
n*ggas out of bounds better duck when I come around
Movin' the crowd with a TEC layin' n*ggas down (Brr)
You say hoo, my whole crew claimin' true
Some n*ggas damu and some n*ggas wear blue
Penitentiary bound, smokin' weed by the pound as I clown
Sendin' work out of town on the Greyhound

[Chorus: Ice Cube & Mack 10]
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t
[Verse 2: Mack 10 & Ice Cube]
We got bulletproof vests and '96 SS's
Leavin' fly b*tches in Donna Karan dresses
With a neck full of hickeys, situation lookin' tricky
Twenty thousand in my pocket and I'm still sportin' di*kies
What Connect like? Let me make it plain and simple (Westside)
You claim the wrong hood, we gon' be bustin' like a pimple (Brr)
'Til my very last breath, I'ma Inglewood swang
So tell me do you bang? (Fool, what set you claim?)
'Cause n*ggas like you can't win with Mack 10
So let the games begin or keep your flag tucked in
'Cause on a homicide I ride to the fullest, not just a little
'Cause it's four fingers up and two twisted in the middle

[Chorus: Ice Cube & Mack 10]
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t (Ooh, ooh)

[Verse 3: Mack 10 & Ice Cube]
I'm on a hunt for the loot, watch your pockets 'cause I pat 'em
Bailin' through the hood in Chucks and Stacy Adams
Got the spot still poppin', got the yay still rockin'
Ever since "Foe Life", my ex-b*tch been jockin' (Westside)
I can't fade no hoes unless it's one of those
That'll iron all my clothes and shine my Romeos
Be the best friend to me, hit a little Hennessy
Always down to drive while I blast on my enemy
(Boop boop boop boop boop)
A b*tch that's the leader of the Hoo-Bang Committee
With "100% Mack 10" on her tittie
Lookin' pretty as they're hangin', if you wanna hoo-bang
Throw your neighborhood up like it ain't no thang
[Chorus: Ice Cube & Mack 10]
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the clique
Can't get enough of this gangsta sh*t

[Outro: Mack 10]
Yeah, gung-ho Mack 1-0
Straight stalkin' and chicken hawkin'
Inglewood swangin', dope slangin', and hoo-bangin'
Comin from the...
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