young maylay - roll on em
[Intro: DJ Crazy Toones Talking]
just throw your set high on the air
swear it's gettin' mighty funky out there
there's some bitches over here, there's some niggaz over there
can I get a ride on cous' (yeah)
ha ha ha ha ha, this is dedicated to the whole (Suckers, suckers)
[Verse 1: Xzibit]
I take flight like fist fights
you see bright lights, throwin' lefts and rights
I keep my jaw light tight swingin'
bullets seein' pass your head though your windows
and plastic falls, it's rat cast get closed [laughter]
I laugh at those who chose to get ball
when they loose a couple of souls, they crumbled and fall
done watch the hunt down hurt, hang and hate the hater
watch how we rise, ball and fake be later
top dollar, anybody who got a problem with us
could easly be found in crush [Gun Cocked]
our lush fillin' of rush, feel the Adrenaline pumpin'
me and Dub and the Escalade dumpin' (yeah)
Crazy Toones productions, crate the ass [car peels out]
Limo tint down, let us track some tramps my nigga
when I walk I'm leavin' holes in the concrete
Xzibit dropped that heat from thirty thousand feet...
[Chorus: W.C.]
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
if you a crip or a blood
nigga I don't give a fuck
let me see them fingers up
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
got me throwin' up my Dubs
through that nigga cuttin' it up
Toones is fuckin' it up
[Verse 2: Young Maylay]
let me explain it, how I let the three wheel swingin'
drop it side to side, lock it up and then bang it
that's right, West Coast, L.A. originated
the pirate'll take flight, now I'm the pilot desingated
Maylay cocked fist sittin' (what) switch hittin'
hundred spoke twistin', five twenty stip grippin'
see the bottom of the transmission, sixtey six inchin'
showin' off how to quote it in Chrome suspension
get my crown home, my bounce on
cut the sounds on and stompin' like Bow Wow
they already known I got the hottest rider goin'
flat bed in the back, just incase I gotta tore them
I cause I sure give it up, let me catch them with that wheels stuck
jumpin' out soundin' like Dub, yeah nigga what
two licks on the switch, and they got up (bang bang)
with the ass in locked up, that mothafucker hot hop...
[Chorus: W.C.]
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
if you a crip or a blood
nigga I don't give a fuck
let me see them fingers up
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
got me throwin' up my Dubs
through that nigga cuttin' it up
Toones is fuckin' it up
[Verse 3: MC Ren]
who is it, the black nigga with the big dick
toss it up with Crazy Toones takin' your trick
but that bitch better swallow
I don't give a damn if she has fake ass rap model
(Damn! nigga get the fuck out here! while below me down)
they sucked my balls, if she want me to stink
I don't give a fuck I'm filled with curse words (come on)
fuck all your Radio gigs and nerds
and fuck the (hey) my black ass still gon eat
Airplay they can't stop the Villain (aha)
slangin' Mixtapes like my fuckin' ass dope dealin' (what you need?)
take a flight with Dub and X (nigga)
let me foot print like the mothafuckin' tea-Rex (damn)
who got next, we run the court
and pregnant your bitch while you pay the child support (mark)
then I'm out, get the next tape (aha)
the Villainous make your punk ass can't wait, ugh...
[Chorus: W.C.]
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
if you a crip or a blood
nigga I don't give a fuck
let me see them fingers up
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
got me throwin' up my Dubs
through that nigga cuttin' it up
Toones is fuckin' it up
[Verse 4: W.C.]
Knick knackin' police rollin' in the Patty wagon
push it through the alley askin' where Dub and Toones at..and
where them niggaz livin'?, and how them niggaz steal stack?
is it really true them niggaz grew up on that house
niggaz sit and chat, talk behind the loc's back
but when we come through, like what's happenin' they don't want no action
little faggots, ya'll don't want it, cause we're pistol packin'
and you know the Childhood brothers won't get to gatin'
Click clackin', pass the cushion and zig-zag
dip that let that mothafucker get back
rip that 9 millimeter, clip gat
bust a U where these niggaz at?
let's push that wig back
Toones and Dub-C back to slaughter and shit
switch tapes, Mixtapes yeah we started this shit
find me some real niggaz y'all can feel niggaz
to all my ground converse and Chevy Grill Lexus...
[Chorus: W.C.]
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
if you a crip or a blood
nigga I don't give a fuck
let me see them fingers up
nigga what?
roll up on them, hit them up
pull the trigger, give it up
lift the Chevy, grill up
nigga what?
got me throwin' up my Dubs
through that nigga cuttin' it up
Toones is fuckin' it up
[Outro: DJ Crazy Toones Talking]
yeah
I wanna piss on all y'all nigga's graves
before I kill you
Cause I'm tired of niggaz claimin' the westcoast
and ain't playin' no mothafuckin' the westcoast arts no doubt about it
that's some bullshit
young maylay - san andreas theme song
Welcome to San Andreas
I'm Cj from Grove Street
Land of the heinous, gangbangers and cold heat
In Los Santos neighbours getting no sleep
Beefing with anybody competing even police.
Bo beeping with green rag and cold feet
Last with a flag on his strap, that's Og
Stay in shape, hit the gym, lift the weights
get super cut and big and buff, nice and straight.
You got stats for respect, weapon skill
stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal
You get clothes from Bincos and Pro-laps
Sub urban, zip, Victim and d-sach
Watch your back for them rival hoods
They'll test just to guess if you survivals good
Ducking shells at the Clucking Bell
Jump out bust and gun 'em till they tuck they tail
it seem like I'm on impossible missions
Twisted predicaments, hostile positions
Tenpenny and Pulaski herass me
Cop cars been on my ass the last past week
Cos the 'dreas for the Gangstas home boy.
Hands is the language for the bangers home boy.
And it's dangerous home boy.
Get your brains blew for how you do ya fingers home boy.
heat cocked, we poppin hot ones
dump em out in the block, shake 'em before the cops come.
Listen for sirens, they don't got none.
back another lap catch a straggler with a shotgun.
Hit em' up with the grove street life.
With a dirty slingshot no Levi's
young maylay - too west coast
[Ice Cube]
My ego is big as Heatrow
got this elite flow, 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're a fuckin seagull up in Francisco
im up in a Regal, still in my pea coat
murder's what she wrote, this is more evil
this is less than zero, dont be a hero
nigga im a pharaoh, with double barrels
goose bumps, hair rose, when i shoot these arrows
at your Camaro's, rollin down Melrose
still down with L coast, till the fuckin cell close
nigga don't test me, you're gonna fail those
ain't should arrest me, blow like Dizzy Gillespie
i don't aim, where your vest be
Bang
[WC]
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 a lot of deejays 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
[Maylay]
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
[Chorus - Ice Cube (Maylay)]
Motherfuckers tell me (i'm too west coast)
They act like they're scared of me (i'm too west coast) x4
young maylay - what will it be
(Young Maylay )
d double e to the y, a, h. Why they hate get maylay ride they way.
Slide that k 4-7, cold weapon, catch em at the next one roll wit moe protection.
For spittin and disrespectin, campaign gang bang in this election. Who contestin ?
Got my blessin's collide wit the young gun, time to ride threatining the lives of my loved one.
(Deeyah):
from the land of the free to the jewel of the empire
does the truth only come from the top of a holy man's spire?
From three paces back, covered head to toe
are the rules just for the masses and written just for show
(Deeyah):
where the beat goes -- nobody knows
where the street goes -- nobody knows
(Deeyah):
do you stand up, lay down or follow?
What will it be?
Will it all be the same again tomorrow?
What will it be?
You can claim it but the words are hollow
do you stand up, lay down or swallow?
What will it be?
(Deeyah):
thug life, street life - both sides of the world
not a bit of glamour ? No one listens to the words
survival of the fittest ? Or maybe how you?re born
the kids bear the burden when there?s no shelter from the storm
(Deeyah):
where the children go -- nobody knows
where the money goes -- nobody knows
(Deeyah):
do you stand up, lay down or follow?
What will it be?
Will it all be the same again tomorrow?
What will it be?
You can claim it but the words are hollow
do you stand up, lay down or swallow?
What will it be?
(Young Maylay)
we dont take it lightly when you threatinin women,
how you have so much hate and faith in religion.
Fake in the system, need to take a break wit the dissin,
before you end up in the lake where they fishin.
Hearin bout the muslim madona,
asian j lo, lookin for drama (ok)
if you say so. If you that religious and not wit trendy clothes,
then what you doin even watchin videos.
(Deeyah):
do you stand up, lay down or follow?
What will it be?
Will it all be the same again tomorrow?
What will it be?
You can claim it but the words are hollow
do you stand up, lay down or swallow?
What will it be?
Do you stand up, lay down or follow?
What will it be?
Will it all be the same again tomorrow?
What will it be?
You can claim it but the words are hollow
do you stand up, lay down or swallow?
What will it be?