When the West Coast first rose atop the rap industry in the mid-'90s, Mack 10 emerged as one of the coast's most promising talents alongside his longtime associate Ice Cube. The two Los Angeles rappers co-wrote "Foe Life," Mack 10's 1995 breakthrough hit, and united a year later with WC to form the trio Westside Connection, a West Coast gangsta rap supergroup. The Westside Connection album became a sizable hit, rocketing to number two on the Billboard album chart and boasting the anthemic "Bow Down." Mack 10 continued his affiliation with Ice Cube on each successive album while at the same time launching a label of his own, Hoo Bangin' Records. As the '90s came to a close, the rapper's popularity dipped a bit, and he signed with leading Dirty South label Cash Money Records in 2001, where his career underwent some unlikely twists. Born Dedrick D'Mon Rolison in 1971, Mack 10 perpetually represented Inglewood throughout his career, the Los Angeles neighborhood he called home.
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Westside Foe Life Lyrics
Mack 10
Chorus
We got bitches on the left, niggas on the right
Bitches wanna fuck, niggas wanna fight
Do what you gotta do, nigga keep it tight
But make um understand its westside foe life
X rated americans most faded, bitch plated niggas in the industry
Got it in for me, but I kick back nigga life is short,
And you dont wanna get put on life support
We wake up early,you aint worthy and got the killas on deck
So the rappers aint got to get they hands dirty
You wanna battle, hand a bitch the mic
You wanna squab, Im too rich to fight
Niggas get him git him, where it hurts to his head squirts puss
Infamous when you aint kin to us
Abuse with crips and bloods, on the loose
Killa cali all we need is an excuse
Chorus
Just remember you niggas that want me to timber
Im in my swimming pool, in the middle of december
Foe every motherfucka that wanna kill a vet
Make sure he see a silloutte foe his pillows wet
Its the motherfuckin crack king westside nigga lookin mean
So pass the vaseline
Hit the supa green shott the m1 carbeam
It yellow tape on the scene, so join my team
It looks like you need protection, from the westside connection
Punk the world aint yours cause motherfuckas like you do chores
Chorus
Yall punk niggas dont got a choice
Yo bitch hear my voice pussy get moist
Bitches in the beauty shop, talkin bullshit
Lyin on which rich nigga done hit
How many dicks did you have stuck in you
The topic is always whose fuckin who
Nappy hair hoes with earrings in they nose
Always seem to fuck the rich bros
A word to your females consumer
You given all the playas tumors
With your hood rat rumors
Just because you gettin your hair cut
Dont you got to spill yo guts
And lie on my nuts
Chorus