[Chorus]

While your shuckin' and jivin' howdy drivin'

Rollin' in my SUV (Westside Nigga)

All my plus three thugs on the way to the club

And when I come you got love for me

Cause I'm a super super star (Staaaar)

You know we're super super star (Staaaar)



[Ice Cube]

Everybody know jail records sell records

Imma catch a case come to court nigga bail naked

I got the formula double murder equal double platinum

I know these bitch niggaz wonderin' why I'm bustin' at em

The rich a famous ignoramus

It's kind of Haynes with the picture of the world that he paint us

The most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug got

Ain't enough nigga where your mug shot?

Where's your drug spot nigga yous a was-not

I cant bump your shit if you never was shot

Before you bust a verse nigga go snatch a purse

You ain't my dogg till you laid up in a hurse

And you'll learn about loyalty when the record company

Try to fuck your family out the royalty

Your number one with a bullet and you took it in the back

Goddamn that nigga can rap



[Chorus]



[Mack 10]

Now break me down check my resume tell me what it say

It's the hood or nothing cross em out and put a K

No NO it don't matter how good you spit

If you ain't hit the trauma unit they ain't playin' your shit

Who gives a fuck if your money and game up to par

Cause jail time and bullets make a nigga a star

But it's a shame you ain't gettin' no real as figures

Got these white kid fools like you some real as niggaz

But most of ya'll is cowards ain't nothin' like me

Cause I'm a Westside motherfucker Inglewood G

And fuck sellin' records if I gotta get