Westside Connection

Lights Out
[Intro: Knoc-Turn'al]Now that's coolYou knowI chill wit ch'all though a little bitFuck the musicI ain't give a fuck about that niggaAnd he came hittin my weedHe came drinkin my Hen'Matter fact if I see him in traffic, even know y'all fuck with himIt's on[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]All lights are onThis is for the G in me, let's go (let's go)Would ya party on with me? (get it crackin in this motherfucker)Lights outI'll give you everything you need, and more[Verse 1: Ice Cube]On the mic I been a deamon since seamenHow you screamin': Oh mama, here come that young O'SamaWith that Al-Quaida dramaFuck noIt's the Dalai Lama, wit that West World OrderNow MC's Bow Down and treat me like YodaWhen they catch me in the corner after clubLetras de cancionesLike "nigga whuut", they t'ow up the dubSo you can tell Samuel L. I'ma keep ac'inYou can even tell that motherfucker Jassie JacksonPay your child suport, keep your payments upPut a rubber on and don't fuck wit us[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]All lights are onThis is for the G in me, let's goWould ya party all with me?Lights outI'll give you everything you need, and more[Verse 2: Mack 10]Mack pull up in the rag, Cevy laid the assAnd crumble green on a Zig-Zag and lacein' with hashI keep a 9mm cocked and ready to blastSo when the phone jump off a nigga ready to smashI drink my 'gnac out the bottleI don't fuck wit a glassAnd I ain't sip trippin dog, that's a thing of the pastAnd I stay in good shape so my stamina lastAnd put hands on a motherfucker bout my cashI was a stick up kid, I snatch your chain and dashAnd if the pawn shop wanted it I bound it fastOr I'm creepin through your window breakin out your glassThen I rob the whole party lookin through a ski-mask, c'mon[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]All lights are onThis is for the G in me, let's goWould ya party all with me?Lights outI'll give you everything you need, and more[Verse 3: W.C.]From the land of the Lakers, bird brakers, Impala PeddlesWhile we chop dollars wit those in Supremo'sIt's the check a hoe, when the cutlass checkin doeSo so ghetto Dub let's rep the boatBall griddy but a crew a hog's wit meAnd V.I.P. yo from mad dog 20/20Dub C. chunkin up at 23thAnd better go still swiss hangin' like a testicleLick 1, 2 to the nose, my butt was swaz, huhTake my picture, trick my foe's posein' like the heismanI'm burnin' money, tryna slice some in you tummy (what)Leave your panties gummy, have you walkin funny, trick[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al X2]All lights are onThis is for the G in me, let's goWould ya party all with me?Lights outI'll give you everything you need, and more[Female Sings]Ooooo...Lights OutOoooo...Lights Out Ooooo...Lights Out From Letras Mania