[Intro: Layzie]
Yeah, little Layzie Bone, WC (Dub, Dub-C!)
Puttin it down from Northside Connects to the Westside (yeah)
[WC] What's crackin ni'a?
Runnin sh*t for the 2000 (let's do this, yeah)
[Chorus 2X: Layzie Bone] {+ ad libs}
We creep creep creep and we crawl crawl crawl
Ballin on all of y'all
n*ggas heavy in the gaaaame
And we connectin the plots, and we connectin the plots
[WC]
Move back homie - as I pump my Chevy up, mash and hit the gas
Fly my bandana up outta the window and left her ass on the smash
Maniac mission, dippin, screw-job intermission
You're bangin for mine from the West to the East to the 9-9
Bow down bustas ain't no bannin me
Now I'm back, and I'ma walk on with Layzie and the Mo Thug Family
Dub-C, C-Dub rippin, trippin, click-click
I loaded the clip in with my eighty gauge twistin
Got you b*tch n*ggas ticked and move and walk up outta the kitchen
Connect Gang and Mo Thugs, some real n*gga collision
Rollin 'til the wheels fall off, pullin my p*nis
Throwin up the dub so much that I got atheritis in my fingers (Westside!)
Ride and rhyme, and get her high with illegal thai so
Peep this bread, y'all n*ggas don't want no parts of the "Ghetto Heisman"
With them thangs in the dash, n*gga we bang for the cash
Steadily aimin for that ass, burnin them thangs when I blast n*gga!
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
Give me some room Dub
I'm fin' to swang on these n*ggas!
You see the connection when I be flexin
n*gga better move in the other direction
Choose your weapon and make a selection
Cause n*gga we runnin you outta your section
Ain't no question, who it be, little Layzie Bone and Dub-C
n*gga we ride with the gangsta gangsta n*ggas, Cube and Eazy-E, E
Better pump your fist and throw them dubs 'til they reach the sky
Puttin it down 'til the day I die, you know I take a eye for a eye
Smokin a lot to keep my mind steady, you n*ggas ain't ready
For what I be bringin and ain't none of my crimes petty
So n*gga don't test me
On the Westside I rides, in a lo-lo dippin them corners
From the double-Glock to Watts, this sh*t don't stop in Killafornia
n*gga I'm a - world wide baller call me the international Thug
Makin it happen so n*gga now what? n*gga you know this nothin but love
But this - game that we play in it's money, murder and mayhem
We got rules and we gotta obey them, got dues and we gots to pay them
Say them - n*ggas up the block, disrespectin your spot
Hit 'em up with a tec and Glock cause n*gga we connectin the plots
[Chorus]
[WC]
Callin on them bangers, I'm gonna creep through all you haters
No matter what you're thinkin, me and Layzie runnin the game
And off the chain and swangin, I come ready to blast
Clickin my pumps, smackin New Jack's ass
Clippin doin leanest, my lo-lo's the cleanest
There's no Cristal, just to toss canibal be legit to brain and
I's jaded, the most hated, I can't be faded
Dub-C and Layzie Bone the greatest, ni'a!
[Layzie Bone]
Burna and Dub you see ain't none of you fake n*ggas gon' trouble me
You catch me in this century, gettin blew back off that bubbly
We them, street motherf*ckers who got some, big motherf*ckers
Playin for keeps motherf*ckers, bringin the heat to you motherf*ckers
Breakin y'all, team motherf*ckers every time we speak to y'all cowards
Wettin you n*ggas down like showers, competition get devoured
Sendin flowers to your momma, bringin the drama be the sh*t
Bringin that Thuggsta Thuggsta Thuggsta Thuggsta gangsta sh*t
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone] + (WC)
Tell 'em how it is big bruh
We ain't holdin sh*t back ("Thug By Nature", L-Burn)
That's right (Dub-C the Ghetto Heisman)
I'm rollin with the Ghetto Heisman, y'all n*ggas ain't ready for this
[Chorus]
[Outro: Layzie] + (WC)
(L-Burn y'all) Shut these n*ggas down every time
Y'all can't f*ck with my big brother Dub-C b*tch!
(L-Burn y'all, L-Burn y'all, "Thug By Nature")
Uh-huh (y'all know what time it is)
Yeah, n*gga, ha