Текст песни Westside Connection - Super Star
Westside Connection - Super Star слова песни
[Chorus]While your shuckin` and jivin` howdy drivin`Rollin` in my SUV (Westside Nigga)All my plus three thugs on the way to the clubAnd when I come you got love for meCause I`m a super super star (Staaaar)You know we`re super super star (Staaaar)[Ice Cube]Everybody know jail records sell recordsImma catch a case come to court nigga bail nakedI got the formula double murder equal double platinumI know these bitch niggaz wonderin` why I`m bustin` at emThe rich a famous ignoramusIt`s kind of Haynes with the picture of the world that he paint usThe most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug gotAin`t enough nigga where your mug shot?Where`s your drug spot nigga yous a was-notI cant bump your shit if you never was shotBefore you bust a verse nigga go snatch a purseYou ain`t my dogg till you laid up in a hurseAnd you`ll learn about loyalty when the record companyTry to fuck your family out the royaltyYour number one with a bullet and you took it in the backGoddamn that nigga can rap[Chorus][Mack 10]Now break me down check my resume tell me what it sayIt`s the hood or nothing cross em out and put a KNo NO it don`t matter how good you spitIf you ain`t hit the trauma unit they ain`t playin` your shitWho gives a fuck if your money and game up to parCause jail time and bullets make a nigga a starBut it`s a shame you ain`t gettin` no real as figuresGot these white kid fools like you some real as niggazBut most of ya`ll is cowards ain`t nothin` like meCause I`m a Westside motherfucker Inglewood GAnd fuck sellin` records if I gotta get murdI`d rather put my hustle down cook and cut up workAnd it ain`t but a few real killas and scrapersAnd all these so-called gangstas really backpack rappersAnd I can care less about a battlin` skillsCause when you bump Mack 10 you get the real reel[Chorus][WC]Fucked up down the game is fucked up nowThis new rapper got shot and looked up now niggaFuck a peace service soon as Dub hit the surfaceI got em shakin` and nervous cause ya`ll created a murderousBrazin` tattoo so blaze the zag fool afraid the gat youGot my gauge right at youFuck Paula Abdul I`m an American IdolWith my album cover posin` with a semi auto rifleCause murderin` vital cells and steels ain`t real enoughThe media wants drama so I ain`t givin` a fuckIf I kill me nigga won`t get shot in the heartI can hit the countdown to one-o-six and parkSo bang this shit nigga hang that shitYou say you don`t but I know you love this gangsta-shit niggaCause bullet holes and record sales go to togetherLike cops a radars ash and A and R[Ice Cube]To all my niggaz lovin` chicken and watermelonTalk brokin` English and drug sellin`Rap murderous lyrics and story tellin`You got to be a felon to get your shit sellin`And if it got to be that wayA nigga murder me a rapper todayIt just happened todaySo if I come clappin` your wayIt`s just to sell what a nigga sold back in the dayBang this and my niggaz get dangerousBang this with a four five stainlessBang this and the bitches go painlessBang this if you want to be famousBang this and my niggaz get dangerousBang this with a four five stainlessBang this and the bitches go painlessBang this if you want to be famous