Walk
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โฑ๏ธ 3:58 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Get you a bitch up on the floor
You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
To the West, march
Bang, crease the starch
Uh oh, here we go again
Off the chain, that Dub SC gang
State yo name
Ice Cube motherfucker
What's your name
Mack 10 motherfucker
Well bang on, swang on
Cause on mine I'm a G on, Dub see let a scene on
Get my green on, with my white sling on
Weather my rag in, with my khakis cuffed and dragging
Three wheels, make the heat squeal
This West coast shit is the shit that we built
Who want to bust with or fuck with him, and confess
y'all can't fuck with it, I'm out the roof with it, bang loose with it
Dub see, from that Dub SC
Fo sho to make ya peeps slang off the cheese man
Walk, walk
Niggas let me see you walk
Walk, walk
Bitches let me see you walk
Bitches let me see you walk
To the West, march
Calling all cars, niggas look hard
Near park cars, after dark
Get toe start
Ice Cube motherfucker, I represent this
Don't mistake the masked up for the apprentice
All you bitch ass niggas are defenceless
Like a Catholic priest, and bout ten kids
It's Sunday school, I run you fools
You ain't gone do shit
I got the flip shit, to plant
Spit it like I'm gone spit it
Niggas want to get it, but they won't admit it
I'm connected and committed
All the way bided, while you bullshitted
I'm on exhibit, like a pitbull off the chain
Motherfuckers gone flip out, ropes get ripped out
Niggas gone trip out, crip out, get a four-fifth out
Get bout, with a brick house, with my dick out saying fuck ya
My whole career, I kept it gangsta and hustla
It's for the ghetto and the gutter every time I spit
For niggas that walk off that funkadelic shit
I just might go psycho, and grab the automatic
And let one off for the gang bang addicts
Cause I'm west side connected like a hand in the glove
And I'm the gangsta rap nigga that the D-Boys love
Hopped out braided and valeted in the front of the club
I hit the do' niggas speak, I hit em up with a dub
And even on the east coast, I rep Hoo Bangin
Iced out, creased khakis with a red flag hanging
Fin to bust a bitch to give head, that's eating the jaw
And if I let my hair down, all the hoes all hoes
Get ya hood, ya polo, ya tribe, ya?
And ain't no niggas in the game that can beat this group
Mack 10 and Connect, is the hood I claim
We do the damn thang, and it's off the chain
To the West, march
Calling all cars, niggas look hard
Near park cars, after dark
Get toe start
Get toe start
You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
To the West, march
Bang, crease the starch
Uh oh, here we go again
Off the chain, that Dub SC gang
State yo name
Ice Cube motherfucker
What's your name
Mack 10 motherfucker
Well bang on, swang on
Cause on mine I'm a G on, Dub see let a scene on
Get my green on, with my white sling on
Weather my rag in, with my khakis cuffed and dragging
Three wheels, make the heat squeal
This West coast shit is the shit that we built
Who want to bust with or fuck with him, and confess
y'all can't fuck with it, I'm out the roof with it, bang loose with it
Dub see, from that Dub SC
Fo sho to make ya peeps slang off the cheese man
Walk, walk
Niggas let me see you walk
Walk, walk
Bitches let me see you walk
Bitches let me see you walk
To the West, march
Calling all cars, niggas look hard
Near park cars, after dark
Get toe start
Ice Cube motherfucker, I represent this
Don't mistake the masked up for the apprentice
All you bitch ass niggas are defenceless
Like a Catholic priest, and bout ten kids
It's Sunday school, I run you fools
You ain't gone do shit
I got the flip shit, to plant
Spit it like I'm gone spit it
Niggas want to get it, but they won't admit it
I'm connected and committed
All the way bided, while you bullshitted
I'm on exhibit, like a pitbull off the chain
Motherfuckers gone flip out, ropes get ripped out
Niggas gone trip out, crip out, get a four-fifth out
Get bout, with a brick house, with my dick out saying fuck ya
My whole career, I kept it gangsta and hustla
It's for the ghetto and the gutter every time I spit
For niggas that walk off that funkadelic shit
I just might go psycho, and grab the automatic
And let one off for the gang bang addicts
Cause I'm west side connected like a hand in the glove
And I'm the gangsta rap nigga that the D-Boys love
Hopped out braided and valeted in the front of the club
I hit the do' niggas speak, I hit em up with a dub
And even on the east coast, I rep Hoo Bangin
Iced out, creased khakis with a red flag hanging
Fin to bust a bitch to give head, that's eating the jaw
And if I let my hair down, all the hoes all hoes
Get ya hood, ya polo, ya tribe, ya?
And ain't no niggas in the game that can beat this group
Mack 10 and Connect, is the hood I claim
We do the damn thang, and it's off the chain
To the West, march
Calling all cars, niggas look hard
Near park cars, after dark
Get toe start
Get toe start
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.10] Get you a bitch up on the floor
[00:17.08] You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
[00:18.87] You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
[00:20.68] To the West, march
[00:24.24] Bang, crease the starch
[00:25.18] Uh oh, here we go again
[00:27.82] Off the chain, that Dub SC gang
[00:29.65] State yo name
[00:31.46] Ice Cube motherfucker
[00:32.32] What's your name
[00:34.15] Mack 10 motherfucker
[00:35.05] Well bang on, swang on
[00:35.93] Cause on mine I'm a G on, Dub see let a scene on
[00:37.79] Get my green on, with my white sling on
[00:40.54] Weather my rag in, with my khakis cuffed and dragging
[00:43.29] Three wheels, make the heat squeal
[00:46.82] This West coast shit is the shit that we built
[00:48.64] Who want to bust with or fuck with him, and confess
[00:52.28] y'all can't fuck with it, I'm out the roof with it, bang loose with it
[00:54.05] Dub see, from that Dub SC
[00:55.83] Fo sho to make ya peeps slang off the cheese man
[00:57.63] Walk, walk
[00:59.48] Niggas let me see you walk
[01:00.45] Walk, walk
[01:02.25] Bitches let me see you walk
[01:06.77] Bitches let me see you walk
[01:07.62] To the West, march
[01:11.22] Calling all cars, niggas look hard
[01:13.92] Near park cars, after dark
[01:15.74] Get toe start
[01:16.66] Ice Cube motherfucker, I represent this
[01:19.32] Don't mistake the masked up for the apprentice
[01:22.02] All you bitch ass niggas are defenceless
[01:24.83] Like a Catholic priest, and bout ten kids
[01:26.61] It's Sunday school, I run you fools
[01:29.37] You ain't gone do shit
[01:31.12] I got the flip shit, to plant
[01:32.93] Spit it like I'm gone spit it
[01:34.73] Niggas want to get it, but they won't admit it
[01:35.68] I'm connected and committed
[01:37.45] All the way bided, while you bullshitted
[01:39.29] I'm on exhibit, like a pitbull off the chain
[01:42.84] Motherfuckers gone flip out, ropes get ripped out
[01:44.69] Niggas gone trip out, crip out, get a four-fifth out
[01:48.37] Get bout, with a brick house, with my dick out saying fuck ya
[01:52.88] My whole career, I kept it gangsta and hustla
[01:54.68] It's for the ghetto and the gutter every time I spit
[02:15.41] For niggas that walk off that funkadelic shit
[02:18.14] I just might go psycho, and grab the automatic
[02:20.87] And let one off for the gang bang addicts
[02:22.67] Cause I'm west side connected like a hand in the glove
[02:25.36] And I'm the gangsta rap nigga that the D-Boys love
[02:27.12] Hopped out braided and valeted in the front of the club
[02:29.84] I hit the do' niggas speak, I hit em up with a dub
[02:31.63] And even on the east coast, I rep Hoo Bangin
[02:34.47] Iced out, creased khakis with a red flag hanging
[02:37.11] Fin to bust a bitch to give head, that's eating the jaw
[02:38.96] And if I let my hair down, all the hoes all hoes
[02:41.68] Get ya hood, ya polo, ya tribe, ya?
[02:44.33] And ain't no niggas in the game that can beat this group
[02:46.19] Mack 10 and Connect, is the hood I claim
[02:48.85] We do the damn thang, and it's off the chain
[02:50.66] To the West, march
[02:54.21] Calling all cars, niggas look hard
[02:57.08] Near park cars, after dark
[03:00.67] Get toe start
[03:09.69] Get toe start
[03:13.21]
[00:17.08] You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
[00:18.87] You gotta get up and get down (Walk!)
[00:20.68] To the West, march
[00:24.24] Bang, crease the starch
[00:25.18] Uh oh, here we go again
[00:27.82] Off the chain, that Dub SC gang
[00:29.65] State yo name
[00:31.46] Ice Cube motherfucker
[00:32.32] What's your name
[00:34.15] Mack 10 motherfucker
[00:35.05] Well bang on, swang on
[00:35.93] Cause on mine I'm a G on, Dub see let a scene on
[00:37.79] Get my green on, with my white sling on
[00:40.54] Weather my rag in, with my khakis cuffed and dragging
[00:43.29] Three wheels, make the heat squeal
[00:46.82] This West coast shit is the shit that we built
[00:48.64] Who want to bust with or fuck with him, and confess
[00:52.28] y'all can't fuck with it, I'm out the roof with it, bang loose with it
[00:54.05] Dub see, from that Dub SC
[00:55.83] Fo sho to make ya peeps slang off the cheese man
[00:57.63] Walk, walk
[00:59.48] Niggas let me see you walk
[01:00.45] Walk, walk
[01:02.25] Bitches let me see you walk
[01:06.77] Bitches let me see you walk
[01:07.62] To the West, march
[01:11.22] Calling all cars, niggas look hard
[01:13.92] Near park cars, after dark
[01:15.74] Get toe start
[01:16.66] Ice Cube motherfucker, I represent this
[01:19.32] Don't mistake the masked up for the apprentice
[01:22.02] All you bitch ass niggas are defenceless
[01:24.83] Like a Catholic priest, and bout ten kids
[01:26.61] It's Sunday school, I run you fools
[01:29.37] You ain't gone do shit
[01:31.12] I got the flip shit, to plant
[01:32.93] Spit it like I'm gone spit it
[01:34.73] Niggas want to get it, but they won't admit it
[01:35.68] I'm connected and committed
[01:37.45] All the way bided, while you bullshitted
[01:39.29] I'm on exhibit, like a pitbull off the chain
[01:42.84] Motherfuckers gone flip out, ropes get ripped out
[01:44.69] Niggas gone trip out, crip out, get a four-fifth out
[01:48.37] Get bout, with a brick house, with my dick out saying fuck ya
[01:52.88] My whole career, I kept it gangsta and hustla
[01:54.68] It's for the ghetto and the gutter every time I spit
[02:15.41] For niggas that walk off that funkadelic shit
[02:18.14] I just might go psycho, and grab the automatic
[02:20.87] And let one off for the gang bang addicts
[02:22.67] Cause I'm west side connected like a hand in the glove
[02:25.36] And I'm the gangsta rap nigga that the D-Boys love
[02:27.12] Hopped out braided and valeted in the front of the club
[02:29.84] I hit the do' niggas speak, I hit em up with a dub
[02:31.63] And even on the east coast, I rep Hoo Bangin
[02:34.47] Iced out, creased khakis with a red flag hanging
[02:37.11] Fin to bust a bitch to give head, that's eating the jaw
[02:38.96] And if I let my hair down, all the hoes all hoes
[02:41.68] Get ya hood, ya polo, ya tribe, ya?
[02:44.33] And ain't no niggas in the game that can beat this group
[02:46.19] Mack 10 and Connect, is the hood I claim
[02:48.85] We do the damn thang, and it's off the chain
[02:50.66] To the West, march
[02:54.21] Calling all cars, niggas look hard
[02:57.08] Near park cars, after dark
[03:00.67] Get toe start
[03:09.69] Get toe start
[03:13.21]