Let It Reign lyrics

by

Master P


[Chorus: Mack 10, Ice Cube, WC]
Let it reign, make it bang
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Let it rain)
Let it reign, make it bang
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Skip, skip, Connect Gang, Connect Gang)

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
It ain't my fault you wanna C-walk
And gangbang when you hear the G talk, n*gga
Swing that b*tch 'til you break the ball joints
n*ggas can't see me on this mic or this ballpoint
Papa Doc got it locked (Got it locked)
With the Glock got you butt naked to your socks (Yay-yay)
The Westside Connect thugs
Ain't no California Love, just California slugs

[Verse 2: Mack 10]
Yo, well, by popular demand, Dub-S, now I'm back
Heat loaded, finna jack for another true platinum plaque
It ain't new Westsiders been harder
Since Cube had the curl drippin' on the Raider starter (Ha ha)
c*cked is a must if in heat you trust
Now bang the hot hopper 'til all four pumps bust (Bust)
Smoke dust then take ten paces
With big bright bows in my flamed fat laces
[Verse 3: WC]
Thunder thunder, hot as fire
It's the return of the three kings who rule the gangbang empire
Dub-C, the C and B walker, conductor, blue Chucker
Painter pants but I'm still bangin' on you busters
In the Shark Bar G'd up I got 'em nervous
With hoes packin' gats in they Kate Spade purses
Fresh off a two piece, smelling like a pit
It's that bandanna swinger from the number one clique

[Chorus: Mack 10, Ice Cube, WC]
Let it reign, make it bang
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Everything)
Let it reign, make it bang
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Everything)

[Bridge: WC]
Blowed off gat with the Dub-S tatt'
With the whammy in the back
Real riders, where you at?

[Verse 4: Ice Cube, Mack 10]
b*tch, I could give a f*ck if you like me
Rollin' with the Mack Maniac, & Dub Shiesty
My n*gga just spent a house on somethin' tinted out
Some sh*t you gotta rent it out
It's time to meet the go-rillas
The gangstas, the killers and the dope dealers
(We go-rillas)
And y'all n*ggas gon' feel us
And f*ck everybody that wanna kill us
[Verse 5: Mack 10]
If it ain't a '6-4, it's a 6-double-0
Foot to the flo', what you want from the sto'?
Bang loose off that act right juice
Ghetto rich n*gga sippin' on a deuce-deuce
Fall in and get quoted 'fore the heat get reloaded
Servin' in the 'hood got us all gettin' shorted
Kick rocks or pick rocks from the D dealer
Westside ride against the grain in a three-wheeler

[Verse 6: WC]
CONNECT GANG is back, ching ching
Look at me killin' 'em with a brand new track, ching ching
Call the G's, all of the G's, ni'a please
Get yo' ass out the chair, throw yo' hands in the air
With the Craziest, holdin' my alias, no mistakin' this
Trick, don't play with this, I'm the original Shadiest
Stayed in this, played in this
Takin' it back to the days of gangsterous
Sick as they come, let me know where you from

[Chorus: Mack 10, Ice Cube, WC]
Let it reign, make it bang (Skip skip)
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Hit 'em again)
Let it reign, make it bang (Ni'a)
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Everything)
Let it reign, make it bang (Bang)
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
(Let it rain)
Let it reign, make it bang
n*ggas in my hood sayin' "f*ck everything"
"f*ck everything"
[Outro: Ice Cube]
Dub-SC-motherf*ckin'-G, we're back
Huh, the f*ckin' go-rillas, we go-rillas
(It's time to meet the go-rillas)
Fake ass motherf*ckers
(The gangstas, the killers and the dope dealers)
Dub-SCG
(And y'all n*ggas gon' feel us)
(And f*ck everybody that wanna kill us)
Huh, yeah
(It's time to meet the go-rillas)
Three-time felons
(The gangstas, the killers and the dope dealers)
Huh
(And y'all n*ggas gon' feel us)
(And f*ck everybody that wanna kill us)
Get them knees dirty
(It's time to meet the go-rillas)
Get them knees dirty, bow down, bow down
(It's time to meet the go-rillas)
Bow down, bow down, bow down
(It's time to meet the go-rillas)
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