Woop Woop
[Intro]
I'm short, let's jack this nigga
Let's jack these muthafuckas comin' up the muthafuckin' street
Oh yeah
Who is these niggas man?
Ey wassup homie?
Where you stay at dog? Huh? Huh?
Nigga, come here muthafucka!
[Chorus: G" Len]
Westside G's, comin' with a bang
Muthafuckas gon' swang on the woop woop gang
Woop woop, gettin' rowdy
Yo June, break 'em off, dogg
[Verse 1: June Dawg]
Step on back and pass the strap because it's on
I drop cops with a pop like if my name was Al Capone
Hard as stone as I swoop in a all black coupe
It's a 211, in other words a woop woop
I step around the corner, bought a sack so I can blaze
Gangsta'd out from head to toe with Dulo, Len and Braze
The J-U-N-E from the L-A City
I be the downest Y.G. like in all eternity
Woop woop means to get you for your ends and your benz
Sometimes I find myself woop woopin' on my friends
My finger's on the trigger, pull back then I hit 'em
And ride through the sunset, straight gangsterism
[Interlude: G" Len + B-Brazy]
Now the niggas on Figueroa is rowdy (like a muthafucka)
Jack a busta for his ends then we out
And you's a fool if you flex up
Next up from the 'Roa is the Mr. Dulo
[Verse 2: Mr. Dulo]
Mr. Dulo comin' out shankin' fools, bankin' fools
Off of that dank and brews
On a Figueroa tip, if you slip you trip and get ripped
Cause frustrated niggas gots the clip
Just for the MAC-10 (comin' with the G" Len)
As we just begin I gets funky as an 8-ball junkie
Huh, and I say fuck a honkie
Best say fuck me, so fuck you
You come to my neighborhood you get woop woop!
I ain't a crazy muthafucka, but I'm fed up
And like 2Pac, I gots to keep my head up
[Chorus: G" Len]
Woop woop, straight jackin', woop woop
Gettin' 'round, woop woop
Regulatin', woop woop
On Figueroa
[Interlude: G" Len]
When I'm short I feel like woopin'
Take your ride, get inside and start swoopin'
So when you see us comin' fool, you better run
You might be a victim of the 211
[Girl singing]
Oooooh, it's just another woop woop
[Interlude: G" Len]
Lace they ass, Braze
[Verse 3: B-Brazy]
Well, wassup Len? And I'ma break that ass on a dice game
It's the Y.G. B-Braze from the Fig-gang
And a coupe needs a paint and a pearl
Stick 'em five-six, huh, that's how I lick 'em
As for the double on the riches dogg
I'm on the coupe-ball twitches, and hop 'em like a bullfrog
Yep, I'ma shoot 'til I break your ass, but if I lose my cash
Woop woop, I'ma jack that ass
Then laugh cause you just got worked
By a lil' nigga saggin' in some khakis and a t-shirt
Then to my G homie for a double up
And hope you hook me up so I can get the coupe cut
So G" Len, won't you hit 'em?
And I'ma fire up the dank nigga, and keep it gangsterism
[Verse 4: G" Len]
My crew just struck, now it's time for me to strike
Up a match, place a batch, get it lit, take a hit
Then uh, give 'em a chunk of some real gangsta funk
Got a fat sack of skunk, g'd up and I'm drunk
Off tha 40-o, buckwild like a rodeo
Woop shit, get hit with the .44
You get faded, regulated
The woop woop hood's located... (On Figueroa)
Come to the turf fool you bound to get stuck
Creepin' in my chucks and I don't give a fuck
About another damn hoe, I put a tag on your toe
We doin' do-lows on Figue-fucking-roa
2-1-1, better wear a vest
Woop to the woop, crazy doggs from the west
Side, damn, it's time to shake the spot
You come to the west side, fool you gettin' got
[Chorus: G" Len]
Woop woop, straight jackin', woop woop
Gettin' 'round, woop woop
Regulatin', woop woop
On Figueroa
Woop woop, straight jackin', woop woop
Gettin' 'round, woop woop
Regulatin', woop woop
On-On-On Figueroa
[Ending]
Gangsterism...
Gan-Gangsterism...
The gangsterism is in my bones
Me and Dulo go woop woop
Can you dance Fig' and not get wet? (Hell no!)
And going making muthafuckin' dolla in '96
Punk-ass mothafuckas...
[?] I know you gotta man from somebody else
NAHHHHH, fuck everybody
Ayyo Len, that's how is do it nigga
We not faking, we just taking, nigga
We roll 'til wheels falls off, fool
So if you come down now, nigga, you gonna make it, like I said nigga
YEAH, this G"-muthaphuckin'-Len
And Woop Woop is down with me, know I sayin'?
YEAH, they got my muthafuckin' back like a muthafuckin' T-Shirt
Ayyo 8-Ball, let this motherfuckers bust-ass niggas know!
YEAH muthafuckas, now y'all muthafuckas know about Figueroa
Don't get caught slippin' or you have tag in your toe
YEAH, June D-A-W-G talk to ya
So, I like to say wassup to all my baby mamas
Y'all trick ass-bitches, we got no love for your hoes!
Tell to y'all bustas that you down with it
G-Len, nigga, we gon fool! Fuck y'all bitches!
