One Two Three Lyrics by Westside Connection

One Two Three Lyrics

    T double E and mutha fuckin F
    If ya say it to fast you might lose yo breath
    Cuz you gotta have teef no matter what you do
    And if you don’t GHT gonna fuckin’ tease you
    Simple as dat my toofless bitch
    If you aint got teef yoos a dirty snitch
    My first thought was dat you fell in a ditch
    And let tha doc fix yo face stitch by stitch

    And you can’t give head without no teef
    You a skanky trick I’d rather beat my meat
    God damn, I need some mutha fuckin’ relief
    from all these ked ass niggas givin’ me grief

    GHT aint a fuckin’ carpool,
    I aint bein’ mean, but we already full
    Plus we busy enough makin bitches drool
    So get da fuck back you gluck ass tool

    (K-dogg - ) Let me introduce myself
    Please excuse my rudeness Ha Ha Ha, NOT!

    K-dogg’s da name
    I’m ahead of tha game,
    Back yo ass up and let me explain
    Tha differences between us and why you insane
    And how you and I will never be da same,
    See, I’m in every house and in tha rappers Hall of Fame
    In every CD playa and diamond picture frames
    So, stop runnin yo mouf and takkin all tha claim
    Or else my nine double M will show you bitch ass pain

    OK you still doin it, well now I’m bein’ mean
    And when I smash yo fuckin face through my Xerox machine
    You’ll see dat you forgot about keeping shit clean,
    And now you messin wit thee afrobic team (ha ha ha ha)
    You prolly ain’t hearin’ a single fuckin’ thing
    We aint a blacked eyed pea, we a harpoon swing
    And when we catch you , (hell yeah ) we’ll show you true chronical steam
    Dat will turn yo ass as white as vanilla ice-cream

    Don’t be scared when I put my nine to yo chest
    And don’t try to run cuz it will put you to rest
    And if you..drop tha line, dat you be wearin’ a vest
    Then, take a step back and let my trigger make da mess
    See, dats what I do when niggas try to be me,
    I drop bombs so hard dat they will make you freeze
    this how us niggas rap, yeah we rhyme wit ease

    WE in a battle in Seattle, feel tha ground that we shake
    When I shoot right through you, you’ll no it aint fake
    So don’t fuck wit me for I am tha one the only
    K-D, O double G


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