Westside Connect OG’s The Comrads (Ft. AllFrumTha I & Westside Connection)

[Chorus]
One, two, three, Westside Connect OG's
And if you wanna go to the tip top
Make your Glock go peezop, P-I's

[Verse 1: Gangsta]
My nigga K-Mac and me
Mack 10, Ice Cube, Dub, and Bink
Squeak Ru, a crew of colored bandanas
Making paper with yayo and Arm and Hammer
Baking soda, Land Rovers, four deep in each
Street sweepers under seats
Chuck Taylors, Ben Davis from the swap meet
Flex those, Lexos, straight plug from Mexico
While y'all niggas cop it from the West Coast
We drink XO and Louis XIII
Million-dollar niggas keep in touch with the crack scene
More green than a leprechaun
At the light with your body, peel your dome back with teflon

[Verse 2: WC]
Ring-da-da-da-ding-ding-ding-ding, ring the alarm
From the school of assault and batteries and short arms
It's the, it's the janky ass nigga, game spitter
Brick splitter, runnin' with nothin' but platinum hitters
Open the curtains, nigga, so the sister can get to bustin'
Y'all niggas know my name, so fuck the introduction
Run it up, turn it up, bangin' on all the competition
It's Dub-C and the Comrads together on this mission, nigga