The world is mine, nigga, get back Don't fuck with my stack, the gauge is racked About to drop the bomb, I'm the motherfuckin' Don Big fish in a small pond Now the feds tryna throw they book At the crook, but I shook They worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath They wanna miss me when I'm tipsy Runnin' everything west of the Mississippi It's the unseen, pullin' strings with my pinky ring We got your woman, puck her up before we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggas runnin' up on y'all for the cheese We want them keys, everybody freeze On your knees, butt naked, please Before any of you guppies get hot Nigga, rewind my part, fool And bow down when I come to your town Bow down when I'm west with bass Bow down, cause I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you I take ten steps and I draw Now who's this in the mad-ass Inglewood edition? I bust like a pimple, my mind is still mental The west side connects with me and South Central When the drag from the zig-zag Can't fuck with the fillies Holdin' down the wild west Like the kid they call Billy Once again, it's Mac-10, the gold crown holder Strong as a Coca-Cola with a chrome pistola Now who wanna fuck so I can puss when I cuss? My look bring ya fear with gear from the surplus Since a teen, I chased the green to crack scene kings Low-lows, corniches, and baguettes on my feces So recognize these real G's, chase the cheese The west side connect, keep it rollin' like Gold D's Three-wheelin' and dealin', it's like the Californian style But in the meanwhile, in my town, you got to bow down When you come to my town, bow down When I'm west with bass, bow down Because I ain't a hater like you, bow down To a nigga that's greater than you Well, it's that Chuck Warren, still sportin' a beanie The shadiest nigga when I click, who wanna see me gas? I slide my lopes on, let my khaki sang West side, connect gang, connect gang, bing, bing, bang Runaway, runaway, go get your punk ass slayed By this H-double-O-to-the-D-to-the-S-T-A Fuck, how did it? I'm gang-related, simple and plain Which means I can give a fuck about you niggas in this rap game Flashy niggas get stuck up, beat the fuck up When you come around, keep your chain tucked From this zero-zero apostrophe-S shit Fuck a studio lyricist, I'm real with this Talk the talk, walk the walk Diss me on wax, I'm tryna saw your whole fuckin' head off Nia, I'm platinum bound, so bitch, shut up And nigga, Wally, y'all could kiss my conference like show no Bow down When I come to your town, bow down When I'm west with bass, bow down Because I ain't a hater like you, bow down To a nigga that's greater than you, bow down When you come to our town, bow down When we're west with bass, bow down Because we ain't no haters like you, bow down To some niggas that's greater than you Yeah, let me tell you something Gangsters make the world go round So you ain't got the clown But if you live on the west side of your town Make them other fools bow down West side connection The world belongs to us, bow down Bow down Bow down Bow down When you come to our town, bow down When we're west with bass, bow down Because we ain't no haters like you, bow down To some niggas that's greater than you