Текст песни Westside Connection -  Westward Ho   
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[Ice Cube]  
 
Check it hoe shut your mouth and get naked  
I`m connected plus I`m makin` hit records  
So, if you wanna win hop in and take a spin  
That`s W.C. and Mack 10  
What`s your name girlfriend  
You can have some fun wit us lay in the sun wit us  
Pack a gun wit us and make a run wit us  
To these illegal amigos who wanna buy bald eagles  
out my regals we shoppin` at Spiegels  
So what you wanna do  
Decision, decisions  
And what you think about dick and pussy collisions  
You`re a irrisistable bitch and all that  
Me I`m rich as fuck plus I smell like yack so come on  
 
Chorus, Repeat 2X:  
 
Irristable bitch let`s go  
Where we goin`  
Westward ho  
 
[Mack 10:]  
 
A nigga gots to get chose it`s a house full of hoes  
I suppose at least one of those want  
Mister flossy with the kilos  
You know it`s quick fast shit it`s all about the cash  
Pauveted Rolex` and Benz` in the S class  
Don`t get it twisted nigga you know the word  
Cube got the herb and I don`t fuck with nothin` less than a bird  
I make yo whole crew scatter what ya say don`t matter  
cause nigga you`s a punk so tell yo bitch I need to holler at her  
I take fo shows hop in my Benzo  
I stomp my Chuck to the flo as I head Westward with yo ho  
It`s Mack 1-0 so fuck what she say  
I put it down the G way  
I`m gettin` head on the freeway.  
 
Chorus  
 
[W.C.]  
 
Hoe you need some dick in yo life dick in yo life  
like Jodeci I`m fienning to fuck you `til your bleeding  
you need to be rolling  
with this cap peela, fuck that sucka for love lolly pop toe  
lickin` ass nigga  
See you say you want a real G so why don`t you  
play like Jayo Felony and bitch take a ride with me because I can  
use a ho like you a bitch down to blast  
and help me twist this  
mutha fucking plastic because you`re a true bitch from the westside  
About five-ten, two-twenty with scars on your thighs  
And that`s they type of hoe I want down with me  
so bitch get your ass in and let`s rob the whole city  
 
[Ice Cube:]  
 
Did I mention I think about you when I`m benchin`  
and running my trigger finger all through your extensions  
It`s intense dreamin` of a black picket fence  
His and her nine`s teach you how to rhyme on the mic  
You Tina I`m Ike  
Know you ain`t a dike cause you seem to like  
the way I lay pipe  
Keep it tight let`s put this mattress to the test  
Yes, I must confess, I got some prior arrest  
Fa show ya know we`re goin` westward hoe  
can you handle  
half a chicken in the door panel  
We at the mo` with a four-O and a joint  
We got high, fucked around  
and missed the drop off point  
 
Chorus  
 
[Mack 10:]  
 
I put it down all around Westbound is where I`m headed  
Since I keep my heat leaded if you trip you get wetted  
We be huffing like hogs nigga who can see my crew  
No better yet me and you nigga what you wanna do, fool  
Cause all I do is wreck from the hip I teck  
and when I come from the shoulders I straight Westside Connect  
I got chickens by the flock I got the block on lock  
Around the clock I sell rock so ain`t a bitch I can`t knock  
So handcuff your trick if she`s a good lookin` ho  
cause dog I run with niggas that the Fed`s is lookin` fo`  
They wanna get us because our pockets is the fattest  
And bitches be jockin` us because we got the baller status  
 
[W.C.]  
 
I want a janky bitch, a janky bitch,  
a bitch straight down  
penitentiary bound  
with the qualifications of a hoe like you  
C-sections tattoos stretch marks and bullet wounds  
A rough bitch in a beanie the type of bitch that`s down to do  
a drive by on my enemies  
like Mary J. you`re all I need  
when I`m in jail the kind of hoe that`s down to keester me weed  
Fantasies of you and me I keep  
Having `em at the park smoking on a hump sharing a tall can of Magnum  
fucking in the back of the coup let`s get it cracking  
So pass the stick and tell me hoe what`s happening  
 
Chorus  
 
This West Coast gangsta` shit got it crackin`  
We all mackin` so baby how you actin`  
This West Coast gangsta` shit got it crackin`  
We all mackin` so baby how you actin`  
 
Chorus