Can't Hold Back

(album: The Shadiest One - 1998)

Mm, mm, mm

[WC:]
Aw Yeah
I'm wit this
It's me, the shadiest one
(Dub, calling all dubs)

[Ice Cube:]
Hot licks, hot licks
Coming wit them hot licks, hot licks
Hit 'em wit them hot licks, hot licks
Rolling with them hot licks
Hot licks

[WC:]
Haters steppin to me, they wanna get some
But I'ma dub, yo, yo, you know the outcome
Another victory, they can't get wit' me
Smoke from the left so coupe it's all they ever see
I'm on the grind, I got's to get mine, loc
I been putting it down since the days of low pro, so
Why's everybody now hating on me? (why?)
Could it be I'm running wit the dub SCG
Or is it that I'm countin my riches
Getting' my fingernails cleaned
And being braided by the finest bitches
Whateva the case you need to back up off my Benz
Keep my name out yo mouth and slow down like loose ends
Cuz I wrote for gears, y'all
Came to 'fore I served all y'all
I deserve my R y'all
Dub C, the new leader of the pack
Wit' the brand new sack, and yo, I can't hold back

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
It ain't a problem that I can't fix,
And I can do it wit' yo bitch
So if you looking for trouble and you wanna feel muscle
All up against yo brain
It'll weigh those troubles down the drain
I said I'll weigh those troubles down the drain
(Bang, bang dub C!)

[WC:]
Not just bragging, snipping, sagging
Bang when I talk make the whole world c-walk
I wants a little, yeah nigga, no doubt
I put myself in this game, and I'm the only one can take me out
The 4 droppa wit the Jocelyn complexion
Still love the women with tats and C-sections
Protection, got my own bodyguard nigga
Fuck security, sleep wit my finga on the trigga
A street scholar, born into nada go riff-rocking prada
To rocking shows in the Dama Fleet collar (hoo hooooo!)
Never thought a rapper can be living like this
All I wanted was for real loc's to feel my shit
Paid dues, curb served, for what, connected?
Sometimes feared but I'm never disrespected
Get the cash and mash, driving for the meal ticket
Stretch and taking work, we gon get it, I can't hold back

[Chorus]

Get up, get up, get up, now throw your hood in the air
Let me know you out there
Eastside, Westside, South and up North
If y'all respect mines then I will respect yours
From the crips to bloods to latinos
I'm down with any nigga that's down for making c-notes
Illegal, a dozen egos can't lie
I'm addicted to twistin fools for them birds that don't fly
cause real G's chase cheese and shake busters
Cut for one another motherfucking color
We quick to bring it, but ain't got time for the drama
I'm all about stacking dollaz and swanging Impalas
I got my money to make, niggaz a gank, yea to chase
Keys a taking, bottles of paint, pounds of flip, a bottle of steak
Nigga to drink, pepper the bank, hose the brake, goes the weight
Foez the cane, but it's over, finish this game, what's my name?

[scratching:]
I'm, I'm, I'm a dub to the C
I'ma dub to the C
I'ma dub to the C
I'ma dub to the C

[Chorus]

Bang bang
Hoo Hoooo!