West side connection

By 2Pac

Released on September 16, 2017

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[Verse 1: 2Pac]

Now see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece

Comin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believe

I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

I'm all over that nigga, come identify the body

My middle finger to you ho niggas

Run up on me and I'll be forced to let it go nigga

I ain't the one you wanna try, why? Stayin' high

I hit this blunt and watch these motherfuckers die

Whose runnin these streets I said that cocaine

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne

Another hustler makin' major cash

'til the punk police come an raid ya ass

Now you stressed doin' fed time

And its a bitch cause the judge gave you 8 years

You doin 6 and we know that you can't hang

You a trick rolled over turned snitch like a bitch


[Chorus]

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed


[Verse 2: 2Pac]

They got a nigga in the dice game

I'm feelin' lucky but the nigga just a little bigger

He tryin fuck me out my cash, I'ma blast nigga

He don't know I gotta tell ya like the last nigga

Gotta go don't need to roll for the truck, I get 'em up

Left to right, my uppercut'll hit 'em up

I'm known to walk the streets on any block

I love my niggas, but I ain't puttin down my Glock

The gun shots rang when I lose nigga, and ooh nigga

I'ma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)

Lay it down just to prove it

And fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this


[Chorus]

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed


[Verse 3" Method Man]

Y'all know me since '93, now let that weed burn

Back in this bitch, class dismissed, it's the return

Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn

Takes a germ to kill a germ, when will y'all killas learn

Yo, back when chef mami used to sell plates, we used to sell base

I learned to wipe my nose and wipe the prints off the shell case

Don't want no jail case, freedom miles standing at hell's gate

It's hot, and the devil's my cell mate

The game's addictive, I can't stop, it's like I'm chasing that first high

Like Betty Crocker baking that first pie

The beef we serving is stir fried, swerving all through your urban

Hurting, every gate and corner, you working, I'm

The bottom line, the school of hard knocks turn into Columbine

And my set is throwing up dollar signs

Some get gwop, some get pop, me?

I got a ziplock of bubble gum, just for selling Chris Rock

What part of the game is this?

I came to break bread, evidently y'all killas came to bitch, nigga

So, who you with, nigga, don't even trip, nigga

Some say they pull trigga, I think they bullshitter


[Chorus]

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed


[Bridge]

Go, go, go, go, go Charlotte it's your birthday

We gon' party like it's your birthday

We gon' sip Bacardi like it's


[Verse 4: Ice Cube]

It's the Don Daddy with the Villain, who you killing

Oh we hate them, come verbatim with this cap peeling

Top billin, make a million

Paparazzi, chase us through the tunnel in the Maserati

Now they got me on Hard Copy didn't have to shoot Versace

Yet you still wanna watch me

Motherfuckers wait they whole fuckin life and aday

Hopin' that we can reunite N.W.A

All purpose, try to serve us, gettin' nervous, more murders

Shit can just turn into the circus

Standin over the carcass

You look like the kind of nigga that'd press charges

We the largest, we the biggest, we the Niggas, With the Attitudes

We longitude, you latitude, have some gratitude

To the niggas that started this shit

Been around forever bitch, we smart at this shit


[Chorus]

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed