Paranoid Lyrics - W.c.

Bang that shit 

No nice, I'm not nice 

I'm not nice 

But Fantasia without no makeup on 

On the mike, I'm an ugly gare site 

Noid, I got these niggaz all paranoid 

Noid, I got the big boy joint 

Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid 

Boy, Lench Mob is on point 

I got to warn ya, this is California 

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back 

South Central couldn't hold his potential 

Monumental, hood credentials 

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals 

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked 

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot 

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, no 

Westside, the city where we ride 

The city where that niggy put that green up in the sky 

Off that Al Green, sippin' a OB 

Who that G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B? 

Bustin' a 'chanical, back for the cash loc 

It's that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole 

Backhandin' ya, strapped with another anthem 

Hood nigga eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom 

Product of them palm trees, make your lungs bleed 

The Coast without me is like a sack of buck weed, nigga 

Without me on the list the West is like a Chevy on stock rims 

Better throw some D's on that bitch and lay low 

'Cause erasin' me off the strip loc 

It's like Ray J or Whitney, that shit's a joke 

Who made it safe for y'all to walk and took it back? 

Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, what you lookin' at? 

I got to warn ya, this is California 

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back 

South Central couldn't hold his potential 

Monumental, hood credentials 

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals 

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4, 5 cocked 

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot 

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, no 

Noid, I got these niggaz all paranoid 

Noid, I got the big boy joint 

Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid 

Boy, Lench Mob is on point 

Packin' the heat and I'm back in these streets 

Allow me to touch on y'all like a Catholic priest 

Westside gritty hood nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter pants 

On all you Pretty Ricky lookin' niggaz 

WC baby, I got it locked down 

Got the chopper-chopper that'll knock yo' ass down 

Got the Harley if you niggaz wanna ground pound 

Got the rag '57 with the top down 

Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside 

Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken 

With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me 

In a pair of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my territory 

I got to warn ya, this is California 

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back 

South Central couldn't hold his potential 

Monumental, hood credentials 

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals 

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked 

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot 

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, no 

Damn, c'mon, back to the streets with it 

Grip the Tec-9 like a spoon 'cause I eats with it 

And I ain't a nigga to talk peace with it, I'll squeeze with it 

Play for keeps with it, put you under the white sheet with it 

It's back on, Lench Mobbin' in a big brawn 

It's been a while but nigga not that long 

Still Westside, dumpin' chronic ash with the cannons 

Bustin' on you niggaz with them gay ass dances 

From the T-shirts and Starter caps 

Real recognize real, but y'all niggaz know where gangsta rap started at 

Yeah, I said it and ain't afraid to say it 

I'm from where the sun set, bite my tongue for shit 

You know the place that introduced the world to thuggin' and dippin' 

The place that got these out of town niggaz bloodin' and crippin' 

The place where we gun slang 

The same place Kobe scored 81 in one motherfuckin' game 

I got to warn ya, this is California 

Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back 

South Central couldn't hold his potential 

Monumental, hood credentials 

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the fundamentals 

In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked 

Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot 

Niggaz think they hot but no they not, no 

Noid, I got these niggaz all paranoid 

Noid, I got the big boy joint 

Noid, we got these niggaz all paranoid 

Boy, Lench Mob is on point 

Keep it hood, keep it hood 

Lench Mob is on point 

Keep it hood, keep it hood, nigga 

Lench Mob is on point