Artist: W.C. and the Maad Circle f/ DJ Crazy Toones Album: N.W.A. 10th Anniversary Tribute (Straight Outta Compton) Song: If it Ain't Ruff Typed by: dy_face@hotmail.com [Verse 1: W.C.] Dub is the rider, and you're just a hostage So whenever you see me cover your head like an ostrich Groupies been waitin for this, niggaz been hatin on this You know why? - because so many are relatin to this Jealous, started the feelings intentionally But they start to love it because I made it eventually Pumpin the music, I keep the music like pumpin Cause Dub ain't in here for nothin, I got the killer starts jumpin Yo, you know the color, Dub's in black Always down, to make noise, and attack So you better get back, unless you wanna come with it And make your face like a target and close your eyes when I hit it You're screamin with fear, but it's with fear that you're screamin You're wakin up on a sweat, cause Dub is givin bad dreams and Yo, I'm not schemin, I'm just kickin the facts That's how it is when The Connect Gang starts to jack So brothers, that wanna scrap with me Cause I'm all blew down with my Khakis Crease Especially beggin to write some lyrics with me I just snatched your girl with this platinum heat Cause when it comes to Dub there's no comparison And if you tried to see me, it's quite embarassin But I understand cause you're mentally slow Cause I can tell from the jump, you're too nervous to go [Hook: DJ Crazy Toones] If it ain't ruff, it ain't me The Rider is back and he is about to attack -----> W.C. If it ain't ruff, it ain't me The Rider -----> W.C. Give us a freestyle here Alright, man -----> W.C. [Verse 2: W.C.] I can tell, that you're afraid to fight me Simple because you lost the crowd, and they had to invite me Because you're sweat as a puddle, but there's a puddle of sweat I'ma threat, so wrap a cold rag and wipe your neck And clean the dirt off your face that calls Acne It's ridiculous thinkin that you can jack me This is the round where the punch will go Til your A G-A-B that's known as a blow I'm makin a point, but it's a point that I'm makin I'm never kiddin or fakin like Race, I got them shakin Scared to speak with a tongue when they're chosen The sound of my voice in your ear when you're frozen This is a battle to the death, so why I bother?! You can't see the G in the blue God father Givin a pain, but it's with pain that I'm givin But I'm comparin and tearin while I'm makin a livin With the hype of the 9 millimeter And a group Old Dees with the team of speakers Now that, so others gettin bow "what's happenin?" I'm from the streets so, yo, I'm ready to go Come on [Hook: DJ Crazy Toones] If it ain't ruff, it ain't me The shadiest is back, nigga, hide your sack -----> W.C. If it ain't ruff, it ain't me Let bust a freestyle here -----> W.C. Alright, man [Verse 3: W.C.] The + Do not Disturb + sign is on deck While I'm thinkin of a fool to select Givin the victim the verdict, so for the verdict a victim Slammin my vocals on a dance with the rest then I kick them Tell them they're guilty, and beep out the playlist And get a new track from Dre so I can play with Percussion; pumpin it loud when I bang You wanna roll with Dub, you let your fly gang It ain't a rule in my book you have to go by loc' When it comes to cheatin you should know I keep fear in the hearts so they'll stay heart full of fear Cause what you keep in your ear is somethin funky as real The hump was incredible, for you Dub; he was shady And all the West Side connected with niggaz got respect The soldier with my top rankin Pushin dope material, motherfuck gankin "fuck them" So play like the airplane, it just jet And keep your blood pressure low cause I'ma threat As of now, I'ma break out the show "Of this show?" That you'se a bitch motherfucker and too nervous to go Come on [Hook: DJ Crazy Toones] If it ain't ruff, it ain't me The Rider is back, to still ball of Yak -----> W.C. If it ain't ruff, it ain't me The Shadiest is back, nigga, hide you sack -----> W.C. If it ain't ruff, it ain't me Let bust a freestyle here -----> W.C. Alright, man If it ain't ruff, it ain't me The Rider is back, fools best to 'yak -----> W.C. [W.C.] For sure, Loc' I'm back for more Puttin down worldwide This is for all you motherfuckers W.C. in this bitch connectin more real bangs Aiy yo DJ Crazy Toones, I'm out this motherfucker [DJ Crazy Toones] Alright, man [Outro: W.C.] Bandana swingin If it ain't ruff, it ain't me!