Lyric Just Clownin
(Talking) Back again...It s the jankiest the jankiest
Still gettin my stalk on walk on
Verse 1
One of the G est WSC riders
One about the Feds on camera with the folded bandanna
It s me the G you be a seein Nighttrain sipper
two fingers split I ma get her once again I bring her
Skip skip throw it up throw it up give it up or get rolled up
swole up thought I told ya bout this Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs pieces khakis and linens
the OG Godfather with the blue feather in it
The shadiest nigga what s crackin who got the sack and
nigga what they goin for everybody s on the floor
Make way for the loccest cutthroat with a beard long as Moses
walkin through yo camps and striking penitentiary poses
A straight vet Connect Gang is my set
Since a rook I did everything in the book
Puttin those thangs on ya like bing bing when I get ya
Loc this rap game ain t ready for a real cap nigga
Chorus
Not just clownin we got thousands
still out bangin the streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin I m acting
y all can t see WC
(Repeat)
Verse 2
Now bow to the shadiest hood patrollin west rollin
7 figure nigga still hi fi growin
Pistol holdin bailin with nothing but trues
jumping out the fo in the corduroy house shoes
WC a G been in these streets for years
been loccin since the Force MD s were singing "Tears"
Now what the fuck a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin 211 s when KDAY was the Beat
1984 Lo Cali Sports Arena
and off of jams I m jackin fools for Filas
When Run DMC and Jam Master first bust
we was snatchin mothafuckas outta Nissan trucks
Raised from a crew of real killers and knick kickers
that never ran on ya but was quick to put them hands on ya
(Talking) Ha ha Man y all better figure us out quick
Ain t no rappers here we felons trying to make money at this here.
Chorus
Verse 3
It s the cap peeler night grinder west rider hood ratacider
Deuce 4 7 all day everyday
4 deep hittin corners in a rag Chevrolet
Started out nada before I turned rich I used to do it for free
but now I ride for the paper
Maad Circle hit em up like bam
Where y all from them enemies don t act dumb
y all know where we from
It s that 15th letter 2 times with the S
cut off Dickie wearing descendant from the West
Steady square dumping in the center where the crowd
with my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima style
But ain t nobody trippin cause we all about the ends
plus fool I don t set trip I set trends
now after this I m givin y all about a year
We gone see how many niggas grow braids in they beard.
Chorus with ad libs til end
Still gettin my stalk on walk on
Verse 1
One of the G est WSC riders
One about the Feds on camera with the folded bandanna
It s me the G you be a seein Nighttrain sipper
two fingers split I ma get her once again I bring her
Skip skip throw it up throw it up give it up or get rolled up
swole up thought I told ya bout this Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs pieces khakis and linens
the OG Godfather with the blue feather in it
The shadiest nigga what s crackin who got the sack and
nigga what they goin for everybody s on the floor
Make way for the loccest cutthroat with a beard long as Moses
walkin through yo camps and striking penitentiary poses
A straight vet Connect Gang is my set
Since a rook I did everything in the book
Puttin those thangs on ya like bing bing when I get ya
Loc this rap game ain t ready for a real cap nigga
Chorus
Not just clownin we got thousands
still out bangin the streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin I m acting
y all can t see WC
(Repeat)
Verse 2
Now bow to the shadiest hood patrollin west rollin
7 figure nigga still hi fi growin
Pistol holdin bailin with nothing but trues
jumping out the fo in the corduroy house shoes
WC a G been in these streets for years
been loccin since the Force MD s were singing "Tears"
Now what the fuck a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin 211 s when KDAY was the Beat
1984 Lo Cali Sports Arena
and off of jams I m jackin fools for Filas
When Run DMC and Jam Master first bust
we was snatchin mothafuckas outta Nissan trucks
Raised from a crew of real killers and knick kickers
that never ran on ya but was quick to put them hands on ya
(Talking) Ha ha Man y all better figure us out quick
Ain t no rappers here we felons trying to make money at this here.
Chorus
Verse 3
It s the cap peeler night grinder west rider hood ratacider
Deuce 4 7 all day everyday
4 deep hittin corners in a rag Chevrolet
Started out nada before I turned rich I used to do it for free
but now I ride for the paper
Maad Circle hit em up like bam
Where y all from them enemies don t act dumb
y all know where we from
It s that 15th letter 2 times with the S
cut off Dickie wearing descendant from the West
Steady square dumping in the center where the crowd
with my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima style
But ain t nobody trippin cause we all about the ends
plus fool I don t set trip I set trends
now after this I m givin y all about a year
We gone see how many niggas grow braids in they beard.
Chorus with ad libs til end
