Bow Down

The world is mine nigga get back Don't fuck with my stack the gage is racked About to drop the bomb I am the motherfucking don Big fish in a small pond Now the feds want to throw the book at the crook But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath they want to miss me When I am tipsey Running everything west of the Mississippi Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring We got your woman so pucker up Fo we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggas running up on y'all Fo the cheese we want them keys Everybody freeze on ya knees butt naked please Before any of you guppies get heart Nigga rewind my part and (Bow Down) I take ten steps and I draw Now who's dissing the mad ass Inglewood Addition I bust like a pimple my mind is ill mental The Westside connects with me and south central And a drag from the zig zag can't fuck with the Philly's Holding down the wild west like a kid they Call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown hold of Strong as a Coca-Cola with a crome pistola Now who want to fuss so I can buss when I cuss My look bring you fear with gear deom the Surplus Since a teen I chased the green the crack scene King Lolos Cornishes and Bagguetts on my pieces So recognize these real G's take the cheese The west side connection keep it rolling like gold D's Three Wheeling and Dealing is like the California Style But in the mean while in my town you got to Bow Bow Down when you come to my town Bow down when we west-ward bound 'cause We ain't no haters like you Bow Down to some nigga's that's greater than You Well it's that chuck wearing still sporting a Beanie the shadiest Nigga in the click who want to see me as I slide My locs on let My khakis hang west side connect gang bing bing Bang run away run Away or get yo punk ass sprayed by this H double O to D to the S.T.A fuck hiding it I am gang related simple and Plain which Means I could give a fuck about you nigga's in The rap game Flashy nigga's get stuck up beat the fuck up when You come around Keep your chain tucked from this zero zero's Affiliated fuck a Studio lyricist I'm real with this talk the talk Walk the walk Dis me on wax and I am trying to saw your whole fucking Head off Nigga I'm platinum bond so bitch shut up punk all yea Could kiss my converse like sh'o 'nough Bow Down when you come to my town Bow down when we west-ward bound 'cause We ain't no haters like you Bow Down to some nigga's that's greater than You (Yea lemme tell you something) (gangster's make the world go round) (you ain't gotta clown) (But if you living on the west side of yo town) (Make them other fool's bow down)