(Intro)
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Tell ya people that Im comin by (Yeah Yeah),
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Got that shit that'll get ya high (Holla At A Pimp),
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Talkin shit cuz Im off
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tonight, and you really wanna feel alright
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(Ice Cube)
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Cook sometin' serve sometin',
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like George Girv sometin',
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fingaroll Michael Irv sometin',
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Smoke sometin', Cuz its the holidaze,
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get ya dolla daze, pop a colla plaze,
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Im come through wit the brand new light blue ready to eat n' shit,
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Niggas can't compete my shit,
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Got the whole family on the law,
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so mine's be jealous,
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like that nigga marcellous,
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but don't get overzealous,
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and try to ball wit a nigga who play double headas cuz,
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I'll pull out the double wettas,
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cock em' back and treat you like you neva met us,
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so this year fill ya heart wit' cheer or disappear nigga,
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holla if ya clear nigga, its Ice Cube you can call me tha Grinch,
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I got your Christmas list,
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but i ain't buyin' you shit
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(Chorus)
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Tell ya people that Im comin by (Yeah Yeah),
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Got that shit that'll get ya high (I'm on my way),
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Talkin shit cuz Im off
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tonight, and you really wanna feel alright
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I Wanna Know What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (You Know, I'm Comin' Through For The Holidaze),
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What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze?
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(I'm Comin' Through To Scoop You For The Holidaze)
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(Ice Cube)
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Westside Connect Gang-Ga-Gang Connect Gang-Ga-Gang Connect Gang-Ga-Gang
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(WC)
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Ba boom guess who stepped in the room,
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off the liquor loc C-walkin' under the missteltoe,
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Shoppin' cookies,bag full of Goodies,
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Smokin' out your city with this blue berry sticky icky,
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WC off the hinges my witness,
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and them high switchez for a Ghetto fucking Christmas,
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Hit the block flossin' i got's to rap,
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Three wheelin' with the Konjak on my bud nyya,
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Gangsta Gangsta got 'em lookin' my way,
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cuz i got the new "West Class" in the drive-way,
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bendin' the corner,put it up on ya,
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Like Threelik Swing Swing, Bling Bling,
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Mad Hoggin,Bouncin, Sippin' Beer,
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Blindin' niggaz wit' the carrots in my ear,
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Another currin' out the gate,
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Stack them big heads,
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Dub tryin get me Tween some scared nyya.
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(Chorus)
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Tell ya people that Im comin by (Skip Skip),
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Got that shit that'll get ya high (Don't Trip),
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Talkin shit cuz Im off
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tonight, and you really wanna feel alright
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I Wanna Know What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (Say What, I'm Comin' Through For The Holidaze),
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What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze?
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(I'm Comin' Through To Fuck You For The Holidaze)
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(Ice Cube)
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Holla At A Pimp, Holla At A Pimp
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(Mack 10)
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It's that time of year i got a Sack of Scrizzla,
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and meants for the whitening sabber and Chinchilla,
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I know my momma cooked i can hardly wait,
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I'm hungry so when i come through hand me a plate,
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Or that down hun southern cook connect jam,
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Now easy on the ham,But heavy on the candy jam,
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I see you lookin' at me bugged out (No Doubt),
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Pull up in a bentley straight Thugged out,
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Heavy metal, Extreame ghetto and bugs,
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And only Converse on my pedal cuz all i wear is chucks,
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While I'm,Greasin' G all down on my drawers,
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And You Know i plained up like Santa Claus,
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I grind, And do what i do to make a not,
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And the Cali weather ain't the only thing that's hot
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Chicken Hawkin',I stay away from guys that snitchin',
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And Though It's Sunny i'm still around hoes cuz i'm Pitchin'
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(Chorus)
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Tell ya people that Im comin by (Yeah Yeah),
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Got that shit that'll get ya high (I'm Do Or Die),
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Talkin shit cuz Im off
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tonight, and you really wanna feel alright
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I Wanna Know What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (What U Wanna Do?, I'm Comin' Through For The Holidaze),
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What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze?
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(I'm Comin' Through To Drink A Brew For The Holidaze)
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It's The Holidaze
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Westside Connection |