Lyrics:

I pledge allegiance to the rag
Of the united westside connection
And to the w for which it stands
One neighborhood under God
Invincible with luxuries and riches for all

(Voice-Over)
Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10
The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer

Got 'em', look nigga, you fit the description
This is dedicated to potential victims
'Cause crucifixion, ain't no fiction
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into submission

(Ice Cube - Chorus)
To all my white niggaz, to all my light niggaz
To all my dark niggaz, I'm trying to spark niggaz
I want the sharp niggaz, Not the marked niggaz
Fuck the parked niggaz, I want your heart niggaz

(WC)
The hood most signable, call me Geronimo Pratt nigga,
Prosecuted for making your brain splat nigga
And Crocker sense is the westside nympho
Jim Brown'n you bitches off the back of a window, yeah

(Ice Cube)
From O.J., to MJ and Michael Tyson
They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta mind
You don't have to be a Taliban to feel the baton
Throw up the double-u, victims of the red black and blue

(Mack 10)
I kicks in the door, waving a automatic
I'm mad as fuck, breathing hard as a asthmatic
Attitudes unpredictable, behavior is sporadic
Could snap at any time, and right now I done had it, bitch

(Voice-Over)
Make no mistake about it, your life has just been threatened (echo)

(WC)
I'm cockin tha hammer, fuckin' up the camera was working the things
Like Kobe they tried to throw dirt on my name
Mo money, mo drama, but nigga fuck the hype, flash the light
I'm Dub-C connected to the afterlife, c'mon

(Ice Cube)
You look hard, act hard, in the backyard
Front yard, lunch card, but the nigga run hard
I run yards, punk guards, nigga so large
If I get caught, nigga no charge

(Mack 10)
Here come a westcoast gangsta in khakis and creases
Plus a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases
My wife bentley got peanut butter guts like Reece's
Blood real niggas is rare like an endangered species, fucker

(Voice-Over)
In this age of terror, fear is the killer
One thing remains constant
The Westside motherfucking Connection

You might as well keep it gangsta
They've got us all under surveillance

Bitch you know the side
World motherfucking wide

(Voice-Over)
Too many lost
Too many lost