Don't Get Outta Pocket Lyrics - Westside Connection

Westside 

We live in la la, we smokin' la la 

Fuck wit dada, boo, go bye bye 

Nigga, ha ha 

We live in la la, we smokin' la la 

Fuck wit dada, boo, go bye bye 

Nigga, ha ha 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

I used to be a young phenom like Lebron 

Now I'm doin' shit beyond Genghis Khan 

Peon, you can't pass on Deon 

The best rapper in the world ain't a European 

Look, respect my gangsta, nigga, obey 

An' I been rich since my first pro day, ask O' Shea 

West ridin' is my forte 

An' will the hustle ever stop? Nigga, no way 

No, niggaz can't fuck wit Dub SC 

Gang related an' leavin' 'em leakin' like STDs 

C-Walkin' out of the SC, lettin' the tech breathe 

Until I rest in peace, Dub gon' rep these streets 

K Mac is the one, nigga, fuck Neo 

No love, hit 'em up with the dub wherever we go 

My game's so cold, the hoes call me Sub Zero 

Oh, you know that nigga pimpin', Ken? That's my hero 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

It's catastrophic when I drop it 

Atomic, demonic an' off that chronic 

It's ironic how I flip them phonics 

So fucked up, the product of 'Reaganomics' 

I heard the price of yola went up 

My gun buddy had a drop, so the pistola went up 

The heater hot, nigga, burn ya skin up 

The fo' fifth hold a dime an' I shoot all ten up 

I'm about guns, fuck roses, I reeze over parole 

Some man captured some folks the locstas never foes 

Bacon soda aromas niggaz swingin' chrome motors 

Dickey bombin', photo shootin' out of stolen automotives 

I got diamonds on fingers an' watch on arms 

Stay out a nigga way an' you won't be harmed 

If I catch a bitch, I'll see for sure she'll be charmed 

When I'm rollin' through the hood, a nigga heavily armed 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

Shit, my life is like a rap show 

I'm out the back door, so beware of the strap, bro 

'Cause that's how my blast go 

Ice Cube is a asshole just like Castro 

Nigga, I spit flames, leave permanent scars 

Connect gang bang an' we G's about ours 

An' ain't shit changed, still stripes an' stars 

An' I'm done already, ain't got but 4 bars 

Holdin' it down, down, down, stoned down, bustin' rounds 

I'm Dub, ghetto rich nigga since bow down 

Squad down, sendin' flicks to my niggaz locked down 

Doin' dolas in streets wit the ragtop down 

Yo, write a book 'bout a nigga like me 

I got loot like an athlete, just signed wit Nike 

You lose ya life if ya ever get sheisty 

Could Mac ever run out of snaps? Not likely 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass 

Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash 

An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast 

But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass 

I pledge allegiance to the rag of the United Westside Connect Gang 

An' to the W for which it stands 

One neighborhood, under God 

Invincible with luxuries an' riches for all 

With luxuries an' riches for all 

With luxuries an' riches for all 

Just don't get outta pocket 

Westside