Lyrics Too West Coast - Ice Cube , WC
My
ego
- is
big
as
Heathrow*
Yup
this
a
lethal!
- Easy
as
a
free
throw!
Yes,
this
- negro
is
rather
lethal!
You
about
as
lethal
- as
a
mojito!
Be
my
Amigo!
- Eat
my
burrito!
You
a
fuckin'
seagull
- up
in
Francisco!
I'm
up
in
a
Regal
- still
in
my
pea
coat!
Murder's
what
- she
wrote;
this
is
mo'
evil!
This
is
less
than
zero!
- Don't
be
a
- hero!
Nigga
I'm
a
pharaoh
- with
double
barrels!
Goose
bumps
- hair
rose
- when
I
shoot
these
arrows
At
your
Camaro's
- pullin'
down
- Melrose!
Still
down
with
- Elkos!
- 'Til
the
fuckin
cell
close!
Nigga
don't
- test
me!
- You're
gonna
fail
those!
They
should
arrest
me!
- Blow
like
Dizzy
Gillespie!
I
don't
aim
where
yo'
vest
be!
- Bang!
I'm
too
hot
to
stop!
- Walkin'
up
with
two
Glocks!
Way
more
than
two
shots.
- That'll
make
your
roof
drop!
House
shoes,
blue
top!
- Money
like
I
move
rocks!
Dissin'
will
get
you
socked
- and
yo'
bitch
move
wop!
Whole
crew
popped
- by
this
old
school
new
shot!
G
niggaz
still
keep
my
weed
in
a
shoebox!
Dippin'
rollin'
through
blocks;
dippin'
while
the
crew
pops!
Eatin'
chicken
dinners
in
my
cutoffs
and
tube
socks!
Play
my
shit
alota
DJ's
they
do
not
Cause
me
and
bitch
niggaz
don't
- mix
like
- two
cocks!
Who
knocks
with
them
pocket
rockets
that'll
shoot
dots
Have
your
skull
on
the
news
lookin'
like
'Goulash'!
When
they
ask
who
the
top
don't
mention
us
as
foolish!
Eat
yo'
ass
up
- like
a
pack
of
barracudas!
Put
the
barrel
to
ya!
- Like
we
never
knew
ya!
Send
the
metal
through
ya;
Da
Lench
Mob
shooters!
I
know
vatos
and
they
get
popped
most
Niggaz
that
flip
mo'
- chicken
than
Bosco's!
Squattin'
down
the
block
low!
- Hop
in
that
hot
fo'!
And
I
can
spot
Poles
when
they
not
in
cop
clothes!
Squabble
with
the
combos.
- Maylay
got
those!
Crates
or
case,
boxloads
like
they
came
from
Costco's.
They
be
poppin'
bottles!
- We
knockin'
hollows.
Promise
by
tomorrow
I
can
have
the
spot
closed!
Talkin'
pronto;
somethin'
like
a
lotto.
Chips
and
cheese;
fuck
meat!
Nigga
these
nachos!
Speakin'
on
guap'
though
- cause
that's
a
combo
Keep
my
green
on
the
side
like
it
was
Cilantro.
Comin'
with
the
honchos!
- That's
in
a
stock
Rolls.
And
everythang
up
out
they
mouth
is
like
the
gospel.
It
won't
stop
flow!
Oh,
I'm
not
though
Lench
Mob!
- Big
swanger,
don't
bang
is
the
motto!
Motherfuckers
tell
me
- (I'm
too
WestCoast!)
They
act
like
they
scared
of
me!
- (I'm
too
WestCoast!)
{4x}
(The
Grand
Wizard...
Ice
Cube!
AHHHHahahahahaa!)
"I
Am
The
West"
Cube!
Got
another
one...
I
be
tellin'
these
niggaz
and
bitches
on
the
bottom
they
need
to
drink
some
of
this
Kool-Aid!
"Drink
The
Kool-Aid",
bitch!
1 Soul on Ice
2 A Boy Was Conceived (intro)
3 Life in California
4 Life In California
5 She Couldn't Make It on Her Own
6 Pros vs. Joes (Bonus Track)
7 Pros vs. Joes
8 Man vs. Machine (Bonus Track)
9 Man vs. Machine
10 Fat Cat
11 All Day, Every Day
12 Nothin' Like L.A.
13 Nothing Like L.A.
14 Your Money or Your Life
15 Hood Robbin'
16 It Is What It Is
17 No Country for Young Men
18 Drink the Kool-Aid
19 I Rep That West (Edited)
20 I Rep That West
21 I Rep That West (Explicit)
22 Too West Coast
23 Y'all Know Who I Am
24 Y'all Know How I Am
25 Urbanian
26 Life In California
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