Otis:  If it's money that you need, homie you can get it  All you gotta do is a keep a loaded clip and speak with it  In the street with it  Lift him off his fuckin' feet with it  Grab a microphone and preach when it's westside wicked!    Bonez Dubb:  Gun play, gotta raid the police right in the middle of streets  I'll leave 'em all out deceased, I bring peace  To the ways that we kick it  Killin' off you hoes and tricks, it's been seen in the distance  It's westside wicked!    Otis:  If it's a bitch that you want, homie you can have her  Just make sure you're ready to stab her and don't ask her for shit!  Just be like, "Which one of y'all bitches is suckin' my dick?!"  When it's westside wicked!    Bonez Dubb:  Boom goes the bomb when it drops on the west  No room for the wrong cause we take out the rest  Soon, not too long, smoke chokes out the breath  Of all the people below, we're makin' death  This is westside wicked!    Chorus x 2:  Wicked - WILD  Wicked - WILD  Wicked, wicked, wicked - WILD    Bonez Dubb:  From the start to the end, I bend and break them  Leave 'em dead with the quickness  Bitch, this is westside wicked!    All the women and the kids are safe from date-rape  Cause we took out all the muthafuckin' hate  Contemplate a new beginning with your petty little mind  No lie.  Got the whole world ready to die  We be the westside wicked!    Otis:  If you're outta control and you like to fight  And your number one wish in life is to die  You can have that -  All you really gotta do is get loud with my crew  And we'll show you westside wicked!    Bonez Dubb:  If you got this shit on lock  Peel the gat back and cock that bitch, pack it tight with the itch  And let me know if you need to roll on them hoes  Then the family will drop them foes  They be the westside wicked!    Otis:  If you love to see fire all through the night  And you wanna shoot a pig right off his cop bike  If you wanna smoke the phattest bag of some get-right  Sit tight. I'll be back, I'm gettin' westside wicked!    Chorus x 2:  Wicked - WILD  Wicked - WILD  Wicked, wicked, wicked - WILD    Bonez Dubb:  From the start to the end, I bend and break them  Leave 'em dead with the quickness  Bitch, this is westside wicked!    Bridge:    Otis:  Everybody from the westside, aim your strap (aim it up)    Bonez:  Lace up your chucks and grab that indo sack. (smoke it up)    Otis:  Keep your khaki's creased, dickies buttoned to the top (to the top)    Bonez:  Pull out your axe-tatt and let them murder-braids rock (just let 'em rock)    Otis:  And it's a 2-1-1, keep a missile in your pistol (keep it loaded)    Bonez:  And you can get a zip for the price of a nickel (real easy)    Otis:  And if the 5-0's comin' ain't no runnin' just whistle    FOUR FINGERS IN THE AIR, TWO TWISTED IN THE MIDDLE!    Chorus x 6:  Wicked - WILD  Wicked - WILD  Wicked, wicked, wicked - WILD    Bonez Dubb:  From the start to the end, I bend and break them  Leave 'em dead with the quickness  Bitch, this is westside wicked!    WEST SIIIIIDE!