After a seven-year haitus, the group reconstituted itself and released their second album Terrorist Threats in 2003 and sold respectably, fueled by the smash single "Gangsta Nation" with Nate Dogg.
Two albums may prove to be their limit, as members Mack 10 and Ice Cube are currently embroiled in an argument over Ice Cube's reluctance to go on tour, opting instead in favor of his movie career.
Although the rap supergroup came up and diminished relatively quickly, its impact is still felt today. Although it did not pioneer any new styles, it rather showcased the gangsta rap style at its peak with 3 of the best artists from the West. Bow Down is largely considered by fans and critics just short of a "classic" album today. Hip hop fans still speculate as to the amount of potential the group had if they had not disbanded so abruptly.
WC contributed to Ice Cube's seventh solo album, 2006's Laugh Now, Cry Later and his newest album I AM THE WEST.
Get Ignit
Westside Connection Lyrics
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"Scratching" Westsiiide
[Ice Cube]
My garage, is not a mirage
I got a car collage for my entourage
We like, Dolomite when we stop at the light
'Cause the rims keep spinning
And these niggas keep winning, so they must be sinning
'Cause all they do is party with a whole lot of women now
My grandmomma even called me a dummy
A ignorant little bastard, how I'm spending my money
I tell her, That's right you ain't as fly as your grandson
Handsome with a pocket full of randsome
It ain't tricking if you got it, pull it out your pocket
Baby, drop it like a hydrolic, shake it like you Super Sonic
MAke me pshychotic when that booty look bionic
So if you see the crowd moving
nigga don't get scared, it's just us players, c'mon
[Chorus]
Just like your figures, I'm with my niggas
And we all with it, GET IGNIT
To all the bootyshakers, to all the moneymakers
Fuck the undertakers, GET IGNIT
Shake it all around, turn the party out
Pour Bacardi out, GET IGNIT
If you full grown, and you trying to bone
Fuck going home, GET IGNIT
[Mack 10]
I teach them way mean for the green
More muscle than a hawk, and whether it's soft or hard
I seals it all in for
And it ain't no sinking, we puts it down in front of ya
With a D cartel from CAli to Columbia
And I'm so hood with it, man it's hard to explain
Accuse anybody, my old geez is to blame
And I'm so cold with it, its like ice in my vains
Me deep in the game, I put a price on your brain
See me, I can double up twice with them things
Put her on a plane with them strapped tight to a frame
Fuck it, even move them on the bus or the train
Mack dime, the dope man, pushing dust 'till cane
When I bust throught green yards, when I'm back I'm fat
Got that rubber band cabbage, ten thousand a stack
I know them folks owe me homey, got me under attack
I'm still pulling on a Cuban with a big cover yack
[Chorus]
[WC]
Hit like Richter, king ignit
Who the nigga drinking yard liquor
Hitting up the nerighborhood watch members
Zoamed out with the candy broam out
Rag on my mirror with the brains blown out
Dub Cizzle, I'm in this streets not industry
It'll make no remedy for this penetentary tendencies
Bang loose with the strapped car keys
Seven figure nigga still bailing through the swap meat
Janky, I'm feeling the hanky, in the six double zero
Smoking weed, eating chilly cheese Frito's
When we're leathel, diamond great styles get you laid off
Fuck with Dub nigga, I'll knock your fresh braids off
Keep it understood, I bang the hood
No false hood, it's all good
On my mind I keep it all hood
Getting it, pussy I'm hitting it, drinking 'till I'm belligerent
Turn the stuff and watch Dub get Ignit
[Chorus]
Keep it understood, I bang the hood
No false hood, it's all good
On my mind I keep it all hood (2X)
GET IGNIT
'scratch' Westsiiide
The lyrics to Westside Connection's song "Get Ignit" are about partying and having a good time. Throughout the verses, each rapper discusses their wealth, love for women and flashy lifestyles. The chorus emphasizes the importance of getting lit and enjoying the moment, regardless of the consequences. Mack 10 raps about his involvement in the drug trade and boasts about his abilities as a dealer. Ice Cube discusses his girlfriend and family's disapproval of his lifestyle, but he continues to indulge in his expensive tastes.
The song is emblematic of West Coast gangsta rap, showcasing the luxurious and often violent lifestyles that rappers like Ice Cube and Mack 10 lived. While the lyrics may come across as shallow and lacking in substance, they provide a glimpse into the reality of what some rappers from that era dealt with, as well as the community they came from.
Line by Line Meaning
Security, you all might as well throw me out this bitch right now
I don't care about security, they should just throw me out now
My garage, is not a mirage
I really own a lot of cars
We like, Dolomite when we stop at the light
We look cool when we stop at a red light
'Cause the rims keep spinning
Our car rims are spinning and look cool
And the bitches keep grinning
Girls smile at us because we look cool
And these niggas keep winning, so they must be sinning
We keep winning and having fun, so people might think we're doing something wrong
'Cause all they do is party with a whole lot of women now
We party with a lot of women and have a good time
My grandmomma even called me a dummy
Even my grandma thinks I'm foolish
A ignorant little bastard, how I'm spending my money
She thinks I'm stupid for spending so much money
It ain't tricking if you got it, pull it out your pocket
If you have money, it's not a trick to spend it
Baby, drop it like a hydrolic, shake it like you Super Sonic
Dance like you're a hydraulic machine or a comic book character
Make me psychotic when that booty look bionic
Your butt looks incredible and drives me crazy
So if you see the crowd moving nigga don't get scared, it's just us players, c'mon
Don't be scared if you see a lot of people moving, it's just us having fun
I teach them way mean for the green
I teach people how to be tough for money
More muscle than a hawk, and whether it's soft or hard, I seals it all in for
I have a lot of strength and I know how to sell drugs in any form
And it ain't no sinking, we puts it down in front of ya
We're not afraid to show off our drugs in front of others
With a D cartel from CAli to Columbia
We work with a drug cartel that operates between California and Columbia
And I'm so hood with it, man it's hard to explain
I'm really good at being a drug dealer and it's hard to describe
Accuse anybody, my old geez is to blame
If something goes wrong, I blame my older associates
And I'm so cold with it, its like ice in my vains
I'm very skilled at drug dealing and remain calm under pressure
Me deep in the game, I put a price on your brain
I'm heavily involved in the drug game and I will harm anyone who messes with me
See me, I can double up twice with them things
I can quickly make a lot of money selling drugs
Put her on a plane with them strapped tight to a frame
I transport drugs by strapping them onto someone and sending them on a plane
Mack dime, the dope man, pushing dust 'till cane
I'm Mack Dime, a drug dealer who sells drugs until I'm old
When I bust through green yards, when I'm back I'm fat
When I sell drugs, I make a lot of money and live luxuriously
Got that rubber band cabbage, ten thousand a stack
I have a lot of money and keep it organized with rubber bands
I know them folks owe me homey, got me under attack
People owe me money and it's causing problems for me
I'm still pulling on a Cuban with a big cover yack
I'm still smoking a Cuban cigar even though I have problems
Hit like Richter, king ignit
I'm powerful and can cause destruction
Who the nigga drinking yard liquor
I'm the one drinking liquor from my yard
Hitting up the neigborhood watch members
I'm causing trouble with the neighbors who are watching me
Zoamed out with the candy broam out
I'm high on drugs and driving a car
Rag on my mirror with the brains blown out
There's a rag on my car's mirror that is covered in blood
Dub Cizzle, I'm in this streets not industry
I'm Dub Cizzle and I'm a part of the streets, not the music industry
It'll make no remedy for this penetentary tendencies
There's no cure for my criminal tendencies
Bang loose with the strapped car keys
I'm reckless with my gun and car keys
Seven figure nigga still bailing through the swap meat
I have a lot of money but still shop for cheap things in a swap meet
Janky, I'm feeling the hanky, in the six double zero
I'm feeling paranoid in my Mercedes-Benz 600
Smoking weed, eating chilly cheese Frito's
I'm smoking marijuana and eating unhealthy snacks
When we're leathel, diamond great styles get you laid off
We're dangerous and can get you kicked out of your job
Fuck with Dub nigga, I'll knock your fresh braids off
Don't mess with me or I'll beat you up and ruin your hairstyle
Keep it understood, I bang the hood
Understand that I'm a part of the neighborhood
No false hood, it's all good
I'm not pretending to be something I'm not, everything is okay
On my mind I keep it all hood
I always think about and represent my neighborhood
Getting it, pussy I'm hitting it, drinking 'till I'm belligerent
I'm having sex, drinking, and becoming aggressive
Turn the stuff and watch Dub get Ignit
Let's party and watch me have a good time
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Written by: DEDRICK D'MON ROLISON, O'SHEA JACKSON, THERON OTIS FEEMSTER, WILLIAM CALHOUN
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