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Wild 'n Tha West Lyrics - Singles - Chico & Coolwadda

I thank, so if I don't your considered slippin 

Then I gots to get you even if we aint trippin 

Fuck that nigga who aint Wadda try to certify 

Got love for Chico anybody else we do not vibe 

I think niggas try to flip the old school shit too much 

I think I put there like Mcnabb with a nice touch 

I think emcees with no flavor should stop rappin 

I think some sampling is cool if fools aint yappin 

Man that's it about it, I don't wanna hear shit about it 

Plus I think when this shit drops niggas gon' get about it 

Hip Hop is too crowded 

And I'm on in the tip of the stage slappin hands in the front row tight 

Hittin blunt rolled tight, y'all swing 'em left to right 

If ya feelin it 

Don't even talk about this verse, just say I'm killin it 

Whatchou think about that? It's just a thought, thought 

I think flava to this whole shit is what we brought 

 

See I've been thinkin all these bitch niggas need to quit it 

And quick to speak on it niggas aint never get it 

Rhyme reported Chico the Chipper put it in order 

What the fuck they run? Nuttin but they bath water 

Last quarter, less than ten ticks 

Standin at the line can't you feel this shit and bricks 

Brickin like a busta 

Cus you sour like lemon custard, don't trust ya 

Nigga shoulda been rushed off the stage 

Feelin nutty then bust a gauge 

Cut like spades, blowin back out like hand grenades 

Ya patna's over there bleeding 

Now you in church, four days later obituary reading 

Test me, lets see am I hard like I claim to be 

Stomach scarred from the gang activity 

Just a memory he did and I won't get caught 

Let it be known fuck em that's my thought 

 

The average man fragile, handle with care 

On the contraire me, I'm a golden state bear 

Dump a flare in the air 

Two shot from the glocks 

Style I got, karate chop through a concrete block 

Chop the tree in the amount for the blunt 

Doja, what niggas smoke out of where I come from 

Hit hard blinds eye blitz, you Bret Favre 

RIP Derrick Thomas promised to work hard 

And hold it down like a big hog 

Cool cats run with big dogs 

Blacks fall victims to the White man's laws 

Aint nuttin new under the sun 

But you never heard Defari's version of how the West was won 

Two smoking mikes instead of guns 

My tongue way a ton 

They all want advice, you I got some 

So many rap critics think they can spit it 

Don't touch a mic if you aint tight and that's on Likwit 

 

I feel great hookin up the ill state in killa Cali 

I'm about to make these muthafuckas feel a valley 

Parallel Kurupt and Defari live 

Without a deal, you should see the type of car I drive 

With mista Chico the Chipper and Juice on the Glove beat 

See this where the hip hoppers and the thugs meat 

For you to drop a dope 16 joints 

I'd have to lower my IQ a whole 15 points 

I'm a Prozac gangsta, I sold crack thanks ta 

My niggas I'm able to control whack prankstas 

Exquisite, I freestyle I love it and I live it 

Ask my niggas Tash and J-Ro, can I Xzibit? 

I almost died on the bumpy plane ride 

So now Cali Chronic well it got my brains fried 

And if you muthafuckas want beef, well let my crew know 

I draw four on ya like a nigga playin Uno 

 

Posted up with the homies big Chi (What up Chico?) 

Big bolla, exquisite, heat seek, dentin niggas physics 

I'm Cold Iron Stone, cold and scone, the Magma Emcee 

Stone Cold Gotti 

Me and big Chico from the hood go back in like sugar Shawn Stacey's 

'Llacs and cocker sacks 

Golf hats and thunder domes 

59Th Ave. and Horseman and thunder rolls 

Ya life's a gimic (gimic) I shift and spit poetical epidemics 

Missin disorder, poetically sniping in alphabetical order 

Alphabetical slaughter, bomb by the quarters 

Shell senda (yeah nigga) 

Blair witch from senda 

I'm Alexander the Great 38 

Teflon Milan 

Projectile, pterodactyl 

Airborne swoopin over the crowd 

Kurupt nigga 

 

It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west 

Teflon blast through your vest with your chest 

If you go down bang hard on the west 

We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west 

It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west 

Teflon blast through your vest with your chest 

If you go down bang hard on the west 

We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west 

It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west 

Teflon blast through your vest with your chest 

If you go down bang hard on the west 

We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west 

It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west 

Teflon blast through your vest with your chest 

If you go down bang hard on the west 

We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west 

 

Uhh yeah 

That's that parralel shit right there 

Nigga, all you mutha fuckas 

Thought niggas was playin 

Nigga, we aint playin 

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