Bow Down

Tha world is mine ni**a get back Don't f**k with my stack the gage is racked

About to drop the bomb Iam tha motherf**kin don Big fish in a small pond

Now tha feds tryin’ to throw they book at the crook

But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath they wanna miss me

When Iam tipsey Runnin everything WEST of the Mississippi

Its the unseen pullin strings wit my pinky ring

We got your woman pucker up

FO we f**k her up

Bow down before I make a phone call

Got 25 *z runnin up on ya’ll

Fo the cheese we want them keys

Everybody freeze on ya knees butt naked please

Before any of you guppies get heart

Ni**a rewind my part and....(Bow Down)

I take ten steps and I draw

Now who’s dissin the mad a** Inglewood

Addition

I bust like a pimple my mind is illmental

The Westside connects with me and south central

And a drag from tha zig zag can't f**k with the

Philly’s

Holdin down tha 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 crome pistola

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 tha green the crack scene

King

Lolos Cornishes and Bagguetts on my peices

So reconize these real G’s take the cheese

The WESTSIDE CONNECTION keep it rollin like gold

D’s

Three Wheelin and Dealin is like tha California

Style

But in tha mean while in my town you got to

BOW

Bow Down when you come to my town

Bow down when we west-ward bound cuz

Because i ain't a hater like you

Bow Down to some *’s that’s greater than

You

Well it’s that chuck wearin still sportin a

Beanie the shadiest

Ni**a in the click who want to see me as I slide

My locs on let

My khakis hang WESTSIDE CONNECT gang bing bing

Bang run away run

Away or get yo punk a** sprayed by this H double

O to D to the

S T A f**k hidin it iam gang related simple and

Plain which

Means I culd give a f**k about you *’s in

The rap game

Flashy *’s get stuck up beat the f**k up when

You come around

Keep your chain tucked from this zero zero’s

Affiliated f**k a

Studio lyricist I’m real with this talk the talk

Walk the walk

Dis me on WAX and Iam tryin to saw your whole f**kin

Head off

Ni**a

I’m platium bond so b**ch shut up punk all yahh

Could kiss my converse like sh’o nuff

(Yea lemme tell you sumthin)

(gangsta’s make the world go round)

(you ain't gotta clown)

(But if you livin on tha WEST SIDE of yo town)

(Make them other fool’s BOW DOWN)