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Paranoid (Prod. By Mr. Porterl

Bang that shitNo nice, I'm not nice

I'm not nice

But Fantasia without no makeup on

On the mike, I'm an ugly gare siteNoid, I got these niggaz all paranoid

Noid, I got the big boy joint

Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid

Boy, Lench Mob is on pointI got to warn ya, this is California

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back

South Central couldn't hold his potential

Monumental, hood credentialsW Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, noWestside, the city where we ride

The city where that niggy put that green up in the sky

Off that Al Green, sippin' a OB

Who that G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B?Bustin' a 'chanical, back for the cash loc

It's that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole

Backhandin' ya, strapped with another anthem

Hood nigga eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a PhantomProduct of them palm trees, make your lungs bleed

The Coast without me is like a sack of buck weed, nigga

Without me on the list the West is like a Chevy on stock rims

Better throw some D's on that bitch and lay low'Cause erasin' me off the strip loc

It's like Ray J or Whitney, that shit's a joke

Who made it safe for y'all to walk and took it back?

Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, what you lookin' at?I got to warn ya, this is California

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back

South Central couldn't hold his potential

Monumental, hood credentialsW Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4, 5 cocked

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, noNoid, I got these niggaz all paranoid

Noid, I got the big boy joint

Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid

Boy, Lench Mob is on pointPackin' the heat and I'm back in these streets

Allow me to touch on y'all like a Catholic priest

Westside gritty hood nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter pants

On all you Pretty Ricky lookin' niggazWC baby, I got it locked down

Got the chopper-chopper that'll knock yo' ass down

Got the Harley if you niggaz wanna ground pound

Got the rag '57 with the top downFollow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside

Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken

With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me

In a pair of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my territoryI got to warn ya, this is California

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back

South Central couldn't hold his potential

Monumental, hood credentialsW Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, noDamn, c'mon, back to the streets with it

Grip the Tec-9 like a spoon 'cause I eats with it

And I ain't a nigga to talk peace with it, I'll squeeze with it

Play for keeps with it, put you under the white sheet with itIt's back on, Lench Mobbin' in a big brawn

It's been a while but nigga not that long

Still Westside, dumpin' chronic ash with the cannons

Bustin' on you niggaz with them gay ass dancesFrom the T-shirts and Starter caps

Real recognize real, but y'all niggaz know where gangsta rap started at

Yeah, I said it and ain't afraid to say it

I'm from where the sun set, bite my tongue for shitYou know the place that introduced the world to thuggin' and dippin'

The place that got these out of town niggaz bloodin' and crippin'

The place where we gun slang

The same place Kobe scored 81 in one motherfuckin' gameI got to warn ya, this is California

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back

South Central couldn't hold his potential

Monumental, hood credentialsW Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, noNoid, I got these niggaz all paranoid

Noid, I got the big boy joint

Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid

Boy, Lench Mob is on pointKeep it hood, keep it hood

Lench Mob is on point

Keep it hood, keep it hood, nigga

Lench Mob is on point

Songwriters

Porter, Denaun M / Jackson, O'Shea(Ice Cube) / Calhoun, WilliamPublished by

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