Do You Like Criminals Lyrics by Westside Connection

Do You Like Criminals Lyrics

    (WC)
    Say hoe I got way more dick than them niggas rolling your lexos
    No punk ass Versace gear just the nigga with the triple 1 braids in his beard
    Quick to get the pussy dripping so quit tripping
    Like you got a nigga resembling Donnie Simpson
    Hoe I'm from the wild wild west fuck them preppy niggas
    You need to get with this malt
    Liqour sipper picture me simpin over ya never
    How ya figure I'll be crying over yo ass like a
    Baby face nigga bitch you better be glad
    I got 3 strikes because back in '85
    I'd been done gave your ass a black eye
    See I been waving at your ass all week but all
    You do is roll your eyes like your shit don't stink
    So now it's time for a nigga clown your ass
    Because i can tell from the tattoos you's a high class hood rat
    Don't want to fuck with niggas in khakis
    But hoe i bet for the dough
    You quick to jack that ass like a 4
    So quit fronting on a nigga and lick these and bitch
    hit the road with your fucked up weave.......

    (Ice Cube)

    How would you like to get a nigga rugged and raw
    Outlaw rollin' down the shaw
    Don't you want a mothafucka that's hard
    Or a bitch-made cute as El Debarge?
    Do you like negros?
    Him and those?
    Individuals called criminals?
    How'd you figure a West Coast nigga
    Drinking liquor got to know how to dig you
    When we dated straight fade it
    Penetrated, Ms. sasfisacated
    No daddy hate it
    Never met a nigga quite as fly as me
    All bottled up in your high society
    You want to chech my mental
    Cause how could a nigga from South Central rollin' in a Benzo
    Spice in ya life is what you need you intreigued by the smell of my weed
    I represent reality in your world full of lies
    And i can see it in your eyes
    You worried sick and I'm chillin' (Westside)
    Tell your family to fuck off and roll with this villian

    (chorus)
    Do you like negros, him and those, individuals called criminals?(2x)

    (Mack 10)
    Who wanna fuck wit it I put it down for real tho
    It's Mack 10 and let you niggas know I'm gun ho
    Baby i guess maybe i can get with your program
    With hunnit spode tonas on my front and back
    Broham hit a lick or two make your whole life a thriller
    Make you wanna shake the nerd and come ride with a killa
    Hot as sauce out the floss no need to be discreet
    I swing the fuck out this bitch til my bumper touch the street
    On switches and I'm workin jerkin hot ya nigga smirkin
    Jack the ass up and down til my back wheels is chirpin
    You need to be with me bitch you too fucking bombay
    To be on the Shaw with a nigga with a Hyundai
    I take you through my neighborgood raise where crime pays
    No girbauds no fades just cacky's and French braids
    And my friends is niggas that know what ends is
    In high-top Chucks pushin V-12 Benz'
    With hoochy hoes groopy hoes
    You know those with a gang of money lolo' and penitintiary fo do's
    So shake him now no need of waitin of debatin
    Slam the door on them five stars and hop on these Daytons

    (K-Dee)

    Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, daddi day
    I come from the crew I thought you knew we don't play
    I see your frowning but I'm clownin' anyway
    Can't nobody fade K-Dee baby, baby
    I know you're Catholic
    But can you have you have dick up in them guts all the way to
    These nuts
    Your a rich girl far from skeezer
    I'm playing at the mall with your Visa
    You wanna swang with K-Swinger
    (When the West is in the houseoh my God! danger)
    But take a hit you'll live
    But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, puff give
    Now i see you giggling
    But all I wanna see is ass wiggling and titties jiggling
    So what you wanna do?
    Don't go chasing waterfalls
    Stick to them dicks and balls your use to
    Go ahead and take a big lick
    Cause girls look so good on the end of
    My dick
    That right is it tight?
    I know you ain't a dike
    What type of nigga do you like?
    Bitch!

    (chorus)

    (chorus II)
    Bitch I'm from the wild, wild west
    Can't you tell buy the "S" on my chest
    We got hoes for days
    Plus we claiming no stress no mothafuckin' dress

    (chorus)

    (chorus II)

    Do you like criminals?

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