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Do You Like Criminals

Westside, Westside

Say, hoe, I got way more dick

Than them niggas who be rollin' you Lexos

No punk ass Versace gear

Just the nigga with the triple 1 braids in his beard

Quick to get the pussy drippin', so quit trippin'

Like you got a cap a nigga resemblin' Donnie Simpson

Hoe I'm from the Wild, Wild West, fuck them preppy niggas

You need to get with this malt liquor sipper

Picture me sippin' over ya? Never, how ya figure

I'll be cryin' over yo ass like a baby face nigga?

Bitch, you better be glad, I got 3 strikes

Because back in '85, I'd been done gave your ass a black eye

See I been wavin' at your ass all week

But all you do is roll your eyes like your shit don't stinks

So now it's time a nigga clowned your ass

Because I can tell from the tattoos

You's a high class hood rat

Don't want to fuck with niggas in khakis

But hoe, I bet for the dough

You quick to jack that ass like a 4

So quit frontin' on a nigga an' lick these

An' bitch, hit the road with your fucked up weave

How would you like to get a ruff nigga rugged an' raw

Outlaw rollin' down the shaw?

Do you want a mothafucka that's hard

Or a bitch made nigga, cute as El Debarge?

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

How'd you figure a West Coast nigga?

Drinkin' liquor, gots to know how to dig you

When we dated, straight fade it, penetrated

Ms. Sophisticated, no, Daddy hate it

Never met a nigga quite as fly as me

All bottled up in your high society

You want to check my mental

'Cause how could a nigga from South Central roll in a Benzo

Spice in ya life is what you need

You intrigued by the smell of my weed

I represent reality in your world full of lies

An' I can see it in your eyes, you worried sick an' I'm chillin'

Tell your family to fuck off an' roll with this villain

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

Who wanna fuck wit it? I put it down for real tho

It's Mack 10 an' let you niggas know I'm gung ho

Baby, I guess, maybe I can get with your program

With hunnit spode tonas on my front an' back Broham

Hit a lick or two, make your whole life a thriller

Make you wanna shake the nerd an' come ride with a killa

Hot as sauce, out the floss, no need to be discreet

I swing the fuck out this bitch 'til my bumper touch the street

On switches an' I'm workin', jerkin' hot, ya nigga smirkin'

Jack the ass up an' down 'til my back wheels is chirpin'

You need to be with me, bitch, you too fuckin' Bombay

To be on the Shaw with a nigga with a Hyundai

I take you through my neighborhood raise, where crime pays

No Girbauds, no fades, just khakis an' French braids

An' my friends is niggas that know what ends is

In high top Chucks, pushin' V 12 Benzes

With hoochy hoes, groopy hoes

You know those with a gang of money lolo' an' penitentiary fo do's

So shake him now, no need of waitin' for debatin'

Slam the door on them five stars an' hop on these Daytons

Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, daddi day

I come from the crew, I thought you knew that don't play

I see your frownin' but I'm clownin' anyway

Can't nobody fade K-Dee baby

I know you're Catholic, but can you have dick?

Up in them guts, all the way to these nuts

Your a rich girl, far from skeezer

I'm playin' at the mall with your Visa

You wanna swang with K-Swinger

When the West is in the house, oh, my God, danger

But take a hit you'll live

But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, puff give

Now I see you gigglin'

But all I wanna see is asses wigglin' an' titties jigglin'

So what you wanna do?

Don't go chasin' waterfalls

Stick to them dicks an' balls, you're used to

Go ahead an' take a big lick

'Cause girls look so good on the end of my dick

That's right, is it tight? I know you ain't a dyke

What type of nigga do you like, bitch?

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, Wild West

Can't you tell buy the 'S' on my chest

We got hoes for days

Plus we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin' dress

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

Do you like negros

Him an' those individuals called criminals?

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, Wild West

Can't you tell buy the 'S' on my chest

We got hoes for days

Plus we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin' dress

Do you like criminals?

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