Bow Down - Westside Connection

Bow Down

Westside Connection

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Song Introduction

"Bow Down" is a 1996 single by the American hip hop group Westside Connection, comprising Ice Cube, Mack 10, and WC. Featured on their debut album of the same name, the song showcases the group's distinctive West Coast gangsta rap style. "Bow Down" achieved significant chart success, peaking at number 35 on the Billboard Hot 100 and becoming an anthem for West Coast pride. Its powerful lyrics and hard-hitting beats solidified Westside Connection's presence in the hip hop scene, making "Bow Down" a classic track that continues to influence artists and resonate with fans today.

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Lyric

The world is mine, nigga, get back

Don't fuck with my stack, the gauge is racked

About to drop the bomb, I'm the motherfuckin' don

Big fish in a small pond

Now the feds trying to throw they book at the crook

But I shook they worm and they hook

Guppies hold they breath, they want to miss me when I'm tipsy

Running everything west of the Mississippi

It's the unseen, pulling strings with my pinky ring

We got your woman, pucker up 'fore we fuck her up

Bow down before I make a phone call

Got 25 niggas running up on y'all

For the cheese, we want them keys

Everybody freeze on your knees, butt naked please

Before any of you guppies get heart

Nigga! Rewind my part fool, and

(Bow down) when I come to your town

(Bow down) when I'm westward bound

(Bow down) 'cause I ain't a hater like you

Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you (ooh!)

I take ten steps and I draw (blaow!)

Now who's dissin' the mad-ass Inglewood addition

I bust like a pimple, my mind is elemental

The Westside connects with me and South Central

And a drag from the Zig Zag can't fuck with the Phillys

Holdin' down the wild west like a kid they call Billy

Once again it's Mack 10, the gold crown holda

Strong as a Coca-Cola with a chrome pistola (brr!)

Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss?

My look bring you fear with gear from the Surplus

Since a teen, I chased the green, the crack-scene king

Lolos, Corniches and baguettes on my pieces (ugh)

So recognize these real Gs, chase the cheese

The Westside Connec' keep it rolling like gold D's

Three-wheeling and dealing, it's like the California style

But in the meanwhile, in my town, you got to bow

(Bow down) when you come to my town

(Bow down) when I'm westward bound

(Bow down) because I ain't a hater like you

Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you

Well it's that, Chuck-wearing, still sporting the beanie

The shadiest nigga in the clique, who want to see me?

As I slide my Locs on, let my khakis hang

Westside Connec' gang, Connec' gang, bing-bing bang (Westside!)

Run away, run away, or get your punk ass slayed

By this H double O to the D to the S.T.A. (ahh!)

Fuck hiding it, I'm gang-related, simple and plain

Which means I could give a fuck

About you niggas in this rap game (ugh!)

Flashy niggas get stuck up (ugh!), beat the fuck up (ugh!)

When you come around, keep your chain tucked from this

Zero-zero-apostrophe S shit

Fuck a studio lyricist, I'm real with this (yes!)

Talk the talk, walk the walk

Diss me on wax?

I'm tryna saw your whole fucking head off, nigga

I'm platinum bound, so bitch, shut up

And nigga, all y'all could kiss my Converse like Sho Nuff

(Bow down) when I come to your town

(Bow down) when I'm westward bound

(Bow down) 'cause I ain't a hater like you

Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you

(Bow down) when you come to our town

(Bow down) when we westward bound

(Bow down) 'cause we ain't no haters like you

Bow down to some niggas that's greater than you

Yeah

Let me tell you something

Gangstas make the world go round

So you ain't got to clown

But if you live on the west side of your town

Make them other fools bow down

Westside Connection

The world belongs to us

Bow down

Bow down

Bow down

(Bow down) when you come to our town

(Bow down) when we westward bound

(Bow down) 'cause we ain't no haters like you

Bow down to some niggas that's greater than you (fool)

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