Allfrumtha I

Allfrumtha I - Hoo-ride'n songtekst

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(feat. Boo Kapone, CJ Mac, The Comrads, WC)



Westside!!!!

Ey, nigga

Westside



[Verse 1: Boo Kapone]

My nigga Bink got my back,

Nigga Squeak got the gat

Whan I'm faded off some 'yak

When I'm peelin niggas cap, nigga

Fools talk about L.A., L.A.

sounding gay

I doubt if these niggas down for gunplay

And if they hard runnin hollow point tips

I'm coming from the land of the Bloods and Crips

So keep my muthafuckin city out yo dental

It's Westside til I die, y'all can't fade South Central

Nigga, I'm bustin wit not discussion

Down wit the Comrads like I was rushin

Bs and Cs on the same team

wit the same dream: tryna regulate the green

Nigga, Boo kapone faded off the 40 bottle

The Westside Connect Gang ain't naythin but my role model

So back the fuck up

Get smacked the fuck up

My whole game is to dissolve this rap [???]



[Verse 2: CJ Mac]

[???]

It's the Mac wit no K on the C

Westside, rich roller [???]

See me at the ball wit y'all

I'm down to fall at dawn

I got the rubbers and the [???]

And when they call for [brawls ?]

Jealous niggas catch your wig splittin

Watch them big ol' niggas turn to kitten

When the [???] spittin

Who is locked [??????] , fool

I'm in the studio swangin wit the AllFrumThaI Crew

Twist neck and felon for birds sellin

He's the paper sellin [ and kick it in jail and ?], you know

[Fed, extraterrestial union

lags when he commutin ?]

South Central, C-Riders

still [roll it in ?] peruvian



[Verse 3: Squeak Ru]

Nigga, all dogs go to heaven

And I be bailin on any muthafucker down for tellin

I can't stand a snitch

He worse than a bitch

Cock back the 9 and hit him witta clip

It's the chronic that be fuckin up my brain

Squeak so [puffed ?] you got [???] me down with chains

I can't avoid, you get destroyed

Got em paranoid, smashin niggas like astravoid

I like to bang on niggas and watch em pass

You never see the fat man runnin outta gas

Niggas is harmless, let's start this

Welcome to your funeral, I'm the prince of darkness



[Verse 4: The Comrads]

Hoo-Ride, Westside, surprise, surprise

Comrads in cahoots witta ThaI

Ski masks and body bags, neckbreakers

Niggas left in body [cas ?], [?] takers

2-11ers, everybody scared of us

3 time felons, 1-8-7ers

[Mony, Mony, stitch yourself Tony ?]

[???] niggas, trunk full of funny money

Slide it to the S-A's,cuanto cuestos

Screamin 'bout [ Lexus ?], bullet-proof vestos

Connected like Siamese Twins

[Ordered in ?] chinese checkers on Henn', muthafucker



[Verse 5: WC]

Murder One, Murder One

Niggas make way cuz here I come

Steady drippin liquor, hittin tied niggas 

checkin niggas for chickens

Still saggin, [??????] fat flippin, nigga

I'm true to this, fuck all the glamour and the camera

Or else I beat your ass with a muthafuckin [???] hammer

Cyco-scenetic, Connect Gang fanatic

Bandanas [???] back when the heaters squeezed up, rider

Dub C from the Dub S C

Highly hated but never faded

Cuz I'm hoodsta witta [crook related ?]

Niggas be starin but can't fuck this all

When I connect, ride to the [???]

[???????] bang 'im and peel the jaw

Nigga, what's happenin, 

which of y'all really wanna get this shit crackin

I got the [A-O 15 ?] to semiautomatics, hey

Puttin it down wit my niggas from the other side

Dub Hoo-Ride'n' wit AllFrumThaI, nigga



Yeah, yeah, nigga

Busters gotta bow down

AllFrumThaI, Westside Connect Gang

We hoo-bang and we hoo-ride

Y'all niggas can't fuck witta Westside, huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
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