Westside Connection - Lights Out Lyrics

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Now that's cool you know

I chill wit ch'all though a little bit

Fuck the music

I ain't give a fuck about that nigga

And he came hittin? my weed

He came drinkin? my hen'

Matter fact if i see him in traffic

Even know y'all fuck with him

It's on

All lights are on

This is for the g in me let's go

Would ya party on with me? lights out

I'll give you everythin' you need and more

On the mike i been a demon since seamen

How you screamin'

Oh mama here come that young o'sama

With that al-qaeda drama fuck no

It's the dalai lama with that west world order

Now mc's bow down and treat me like yoda

When they catch me in the corner after club

Like "nigga what?" they t'ow up the dub

So you can tell samuel l. i'ma keep ac'in

You can even tell that motherfucker jessie jackson

Pay your child support keep your payments up

Put a rubber on and don't fuck with us

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All lights are on

This is for the g in me let's go

Would ya party all with me? lights out

I'll give you everything you need and more

And don?t fuck with us come on trick

Mack shows up in the rag chevy laid her ass

And crumble green on a zigzag and lacin? with hash

I keep a 9 millimeter cocked and ready to blast

So when the phone jump off a nigga ready to smash

I drink my 'gnac out the bottle i don't fuck wit a glass

And i ain't sip trippin? dog that's a thing of the past

And i stay in good shape so my stamina last

And put hands on a motherfucker ?bout my cash

I was a stick up kid i snatch your chain and dash

And if the pawn shop wanted it i bound it fast

Or i'm creepin' through your window breakin? out your glass

Then i rob the whole party lookin? through a ski-mask c'mon

All lights are on

This is for the g in me let's go

Would ya party all with me? lights out

I'll give you everythin' you need and more

From the land of the lakers bird breakers impala peddles

While we chop dollars wit those the supremo's

It's the check a hoe when the cutlass checkin? doe

So so ghetto dub let?s rep the boat

Ball grady but a cuba hog's wit me

And vip yo for mad dog 20/20

Dub c chunkin' up at 23th

And better go still swiss hangin' like a testicle

Lick 1 2 to the nose my butt was swaz huh

Take my picture trick my foe's posin' like the heinsman

I'm burnin' money tryna slice some in you tummy what?

Leave your panties gummy have you walkin' funny trick

All lights are on

This is for the g in me let's go motherfuckers

Would ya party all with me? lights out

I'll give you everythin' you need and more yeah

Ooh lights out

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