Paranoid - Lyrics - Wc

[Chorus #1: W.C.] Noid, I got these *** all paranoid Noid, I got the big boy joint Noid, we got these *** all paranoid Boy, Lench Mob is on point [Chorus #2: Ice Cube] I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown (Blow it back) South Central couldn't hold his potential Monumental, hood credentials (Dub Sizzle) W.C. is like the fundamentals In the back of Winchell's, with the .4-5 cocked (Keep it hood) Everybody better hold they spot *** think they hot but no they not (No) [W.C.] Westside, the city where we ride The city where that niggy put that green up in the sky Off that Al Green, sippin' a O.E. Who that G from the L to the E to the N-c-H, M-O to the B? Bustin' a 'chanical, back for the cash loc It's that ignorant *** ***, that ***' *** Backhandin' ya, strapped with another anthem Hood *** eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom Product of them palm trees, make your lungs bleed The Coast without me is like a sack of buck weed *** Without me on the list the West is like a Chevy on stock rims Better throw some D's on that *** and lay low Cause erasin' me out the strip loc Is like Ray J and Whitney, that ***'s a joke Who made it safe for y'all to Walk and took it back? Somebody hand me my locs, punk *** what you lookin' at? [Chorus #1: Ice Cube] I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown (Blow it back) South Central couldn't hold his potential Monumental, hood credentials (Dub Sizzle) W.C. is like the fundamentals In the back of Winchell's, with the .4-5 cocked (Keep it hood) Everybody better hold they spot *** think they hot but no they not (No) [Chorus #2: W.C.] Noid, I got these *** all paranoid Noid, I got the big boy joint Noid, we got these *** all paranoid Boy, Lench Mob is on point [W.C.] Packin' the heat, now back in these streets Allow me to touch on y'all like a Catholic priest Westside gritty hood ***, kickin' mud on the glitter pants On all you Pretty Ricky lookin' *** W.C. baby, I got it locked down Got the chopper-chopper that'll knock yo' *** down Got the Harley if you *** wanna ground pound Got the rag '57 with the top down - follow me Alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken With that big double-barrel on me, *** can't ignore me In a pair of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my territory [Chorus: Ice Cube] I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown (Blow it back) South Central couldn't hold his potential Monumental, hood credentials (Dub Sizzle) W.C. is like the fundamentals In the back of Winchell's, with the .4-5 cocked (Keep it hood) Everybody better hold they spot *** think they hot but no they not (No) [W.C.] Damn, c'mon, back to the streets with it Grip the tec-9 like a spoon 'cause I eats with it And I ain't a *** to talk peace with it, I'll squeeze with it Play for keeps with it, put you under the white sheet with it It's back on, Lench Mobbin' in a big Brougham It's been a while but *** not that long Still Westside, dumpin' chronic ash with the cannons Bustin' on you *** with them gay *** dances From the t-shirts and Starter caps Real recognize real, but y'all *** know where gangsta rap started at Yeah I said it and ain't afraid to say it I'm from where the sun sit, bitin' my tongue for *** You know the place that introduced the world to thuggin' and dippin' The place that got these out of town *** Bloodin' and Crippin' The place where we gun slang The same place Kobe scored 81 in one ***' game [Chorus #1: Ice Cube] I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown (Blow it back) South Central couldn't hold his potential Monumental, hood credentials (Dub Sizzle) W.C. is like the fundamentals In the back of Winchell's, with the .4-5 cocked (Keep it hood) Everybody better hold they spot *** think they hot but no they not (No) [Chorus #2: W.C.] Noid, I got these *** all paranoid Noid, I got the big boy joint Noid, we got these *** all paranoid Boy, Lench Mob is on point... Lench Mob is on point... Lench Mob is on point