מילים לשיר Taking Ova – WC

It's that MAAD Circle, lil'
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Get em like this when I drop number three Cause ain't nobody bad like me It's the, it's the rizzapper You wanna c
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That we was comin back out, y'all can eat this Diggidy
Cause papa's got a brand new bag here to tag With the .44 mag that'll Color you Badd And to you rap critics who said I wouldn't last I need to jump out the speakers and strangle your ass Cause never would I let the politics in rap
Or the shady contracts play me out like that So let it rain, let it drip fool, dump on ( ? )
I know you can't stand to see a real loc'ster ride ( CHORUS ) So all you locsters and you hoes Grab yo khakis and yo locs It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle Takin over your radio
Nod your head to this here song You like me, get your straight mob on ( VERSE 2: WC )
You shoulda known it don't stop, this is just a taste So party people play like Xscape And just 'kick off your shoes and relax your feet' Bump that brand new Double
I been spendin the most of my time in the cut Finessin my skills so one day I could bust Off a fresh, fresh. fresh, fresh
The beats that are fresh, fresh Comin from the wild wild west But it's got to be different Than the nor
Kickin, stickin, but still grippin Pop, pop, fizz, fizz It's 1995 and I'm sick of this shit And when rappers as they dangle from my jock Pickin mo' niggas up than jack in a box It don't stop
( CHORUS ) So all you locsters and you hoes Grab yo khakis and yo locs It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle Takin over your radio Nod your head to this here song You like me, get your straight mob on This year I'm takin my props And like my nigga P said it don't stop till the casket drop
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub ( VERSE 3: WC )
Quick, somebody help me out, get the taser gun Doub's under the sun and it's f
Here to represent, no better yet, here to claim
That loc'ed out MAMarks keep on slippin, slippin
No wait a minute, dudes, wrong song You know what, I'ma just give em a touch Of what? That funk
Niggas imitate, but they can't flip it like this Nah sit, Boo Boo sit, let go my dick Cause I've been watchin, watchin, watchin you watchin me
WC and no, my name ain't Winnie I ain't got a perm muthafucka, but lyrics I got plenty And when it comes to this I'm rankin at the top ( ? ) on my beach cruiser, puttin in work, it don't stop
( CHORUS ) So all you locsters and you hoes Grab yo khakis and yo locs It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle Takin over your radio Nod your head to this here song You like me, get your straight mob on You shoulda known it don't stop The Circle never fakes the funk, so muthafuckas give it up Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub Here comes the Doub, here comes the Doub Everybody, everybody, here comes the Doub.