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Song Title:	Taking Ova
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[ VERSE 1: WC ]

It's that MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out

Tick-tick-boom, here to clear the room

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-c-c-clack, what? Yeah fool, run up

Non-believers who didn't believe us

That we was comin back out, y'all can eat this

Diggidy-diggedy-dick in ya mouth

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

I know you can't stand to see a real loc'ster ride

So let it rain, let it drip fool, dump on ( ? )

[ 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-U-C

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-nor-normal styles that I be dishin

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-f-f-fun

Here to represent, no better yet, here to claim

That loc'ed out MA-MA-MA-MAAD Circle gang, fool

Marks 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-funk-funky stuff

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

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