agree to differ We?re consumed by competition Having fun is my reason for living (Give me a break) Having fun is my reason for living (Give me a break) Call me up
Translation: Gang Of Four. Call Me Up.
to get a little workout Smoke out, drink up, now put ya bank up It's all on me I got a scenery to stank up Crank up the beat, raise up the heat I'm thrownin
for these lyrics. (Intro: WC) Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang (Ice
walked to Crenshaw high, shit was fly I hooked up with a new crew Some brothas that knew what the fuck to do You might call it a gang but we called it
I got killers around me Drug dealers around me Real talk don?t bring no bird niggas around me I get bullet proof love if thugs fuck with me I act up because the goons run with me
the A-list. face it. Nigga this tha? swag four-eighty-five hangin? off my ass We call it Frivolous cash (What the fuck) [Chorus] Set It Off (Ohh Ohh Ehh!) Fire Me Up
chu call architects Too hard to check and if you don't move we startin' *** I love you My Impala sittin' on them two fours I love you My Cutlass with
light and Harlem was the settin' I'm married to a gang but didn't come for the weddin' It started with the dealin' and dreams of four wheelin' Comin' up
im gang affiliated, dont get naughty. We could call henchmen.. Or we could call shorty. Or we could call Hector.. Or we could call Jorge. Papi owe me
you bring four of your friends (What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen One thing leading to another let the party begin Peeps call me up
reality of wars and battles we fought for ours Caught in ghetto tragedy I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee And recognize the importance of family Hand me
bout shit Then I'ma smash, bitch On three, on me, bitch, you my property Daddy Jayo Felony, ain't nobody stoppin me And I said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me
up Throw your hands up Throw your hands up Move in now move out Hands up now hands down Back up, back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in
s baby and her mama, naked in a sauna Down with the gang 'cuz them flows be hard Blue mink, Short and my St. Brenard Super bad man all around Hoo-J Tell me
Ain't got no kids but them bitches love daddy They had to share me or them bitches couldn't have me Cause I'm a Mack with a capital M Call me $hort Dog
I called Randy Olson on the telephone Early in the mornin but he still ain't home So I called Ant Banks to see what's up He said meet me at the studio
know what they say they call me Godfather And they call you gay get with it, it's 1990 Your girlfriend's out there trying to find me She heard about me
