Bow Down (Edit)

The world is mine, nigga, get back Don't fuck with my stack, the gauge is racked About to drop the bomb, I'm the motherfuckin' don Big fish in a small pond Now the feds trying to throw they book at the crook But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath, they want to miss me when I'm tipsy Running everything west of the Mississippi

It's the unseen, pulling strings with my pinky ring We got your woman, pucker up 'fore we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggas running up on y'all For the cheese, we want them keys Everybody freeze on your knees, butt naked please Before any of you guppies get heart Nigga! Rewind my part fool, and

(Bow down) when I come to your town (Bow down) when I'm westward bound (Bow down) 'cause I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you (ooh!)

I take ten steps and I draw (blaow!) Now who's dissin' the mad-ass Inglewood addition I bust like a pimple, my mind is elemental The Westside connects with me and South Central And a drag from the Zig Zag can't fuck with the Phillys Holdin' down the wild west like a kid they call Billy Once again it's Mack 10, the gold crown holda Strong as a Coca-Cola with a chrome pistola (brr!)

Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss? My look bring you fear with gear from the Surplus Since a teen, I chased the green, the crack-scene king Lolos, Corniches and baguettes on my pieces (ugh) So recognize these real Gs, chase the cheese The Westside Connec' keep it rolling like gold D's Three-wheeling and dealing, it's like the California style But in the meanwhile, in my town, you got to bow

(Bow down) when you come to my town (Bow down) when I'm westward bound (Bow down) because I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you

Well it's that, Chuck-wearing, still sporting the beanie The shadiest nigga in the clique, who want to see me? As I slide my Locs on, let my khakis hang Westside Connec' gang, Connec' gang, bing-bing bang (Westside!) Run away, run away, or get your punk ass slayed By this H double O to the D to the S.T.A. (ahh!) Fuck hiding it, I'm gang-related, simple and plain Which means I could give a fuck About you niggas in this rap game (ugh!)

Flashy niggas get stuck up (ugh!), beat the fuck up (ugh!) When you come around, keep your chain tucked from this Zero-zero-apostrophe S shit Fuck a studio lyricist, I'm real with this (yes!) Talk the talk, walk the walk Diss me on wax? I'm tryna saw your whole fucking head off, nigga I'm platinum bound, so bitch, shut up And nigga, all y'all could kiss my Converse like Sho Nuff

(Bow down) when I come to your town (Bow down) when I'm westward bound (Bow down) 'cause I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you

(Bow down) when you come to our town (Bow down) when we westward bound (Bow down) 'cause we ain't no haters like you Bow down to some niggas that's greater than you

Yeah Let me tell you something Gangstas make the world go round So you ain't got to clown But if you live on the west side of your town Make them other fools bow down Westside Connection The world belongs to us

Bow down Bow down Bow down

(Bow down) when you come to our town (Bow down) when we westward bound (Bow down) 'cause we ain't no haters like you Bow down to some niggas that's greater than you (fool)