BAD MFs (2022 Album)

Description:– Activated Lyrics MOUNT WESTMORE are Provided in this article. The track is lead by MOUNT WESTMORE. This Track belongs to BAD MFs album. It is released on June 7, 2022.

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Song:– Activated

Singer:– MOUNT WESTMORE

Album:– BAD MFs

Producer:– ShawnSki & We Got Hits Productions

Written:– Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, E-40, Too $hort, ShawnSki, We Got Hits Productions & Dr. Dre

Label:– MNRK Music Group

Activated Lyrics MOUNT WESTMORE

[Intro: Ice Cube]
Huh
When me and the homies hit the door
It’s like Moses partin’ the Red Sea (West Coast)
All the soft motherfuckers
Get out the way, move to the back, break wide
They know what it is
(ShawnSki on the beat)
Y’all know what it is

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
OD, fuck the police
Bumpin’ oldies, like it’s ’83
Nigga goatee a little salty
I’m a OG, get up off me
You a softy, I ain’t with that
If you get in range, I might split that
Snap that, like a Kit Kat
Nigga, get back over with them hoodrats, Yeah. punk bitch, I ain’t too progressive
Yeah, fool, my attitude’s aggressive
Motherfuckers don’t like the pressure
Niggas rather act like some Heathers
Where I got the throne? From testosterone
The rooster never leave its cock at home
Cock that shit back, with ammunition
When me and my niggas, is on a mission
Let’s go

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
When the homies get activated (Yeah)
All the bitches get captivated (Ooh-wee)
Not one thing calculated (Nah)
Everything is imitated (Westside)
When the homies get activated (Ya know)
All the bitches get captivated (Ooh-wee)
Not one thing calculated (Yeah)
Everything is imitated

[Verse 2: Too $hort]
I don’t hate, it’s not in my blood
All my friends are pimps who get a lot of love (Get love)
You give it to real, don’t fuck with the fake
I show you how much a real mack can make
A million dollars ain’t shit to spend (It ain’t shit)
I get some new hoes and get it again
And after all these years I’m still rich
I give a fuck how you feel, bitch
(Give a fuck how you feel)
You can ask about me, anywhere
They say I’m a pimp, they say I’m a player
They know about you, you a bitch-ass player
You a sucker, get the fuck up outta here (Up outta here)
I came in this world to spread the game
Got my own damn wall in the Hall of Fame (In the Hall of Fame)
You can talk shit and you can call me names
But when you see us come through, nigga we ain’t playin’

[Verse 3: E-40]
I ain’t finna give it to you cut and dry, or blunt and bladed
Let me pop my P’s, let me narrate it
In the midst of the moment, when there’s funk with opponents
You probably shouldn’t delay it, might wanna get activated
Can’t hesitate it when it’s on on sight, it’s on demand
Gotta get down when you man it, don’t let ’em think you playin’
These suckers’ll mute you and will leave you speechless
Rock you to sleep if they can, and they’ll take your kindness for weakness
Gotta know how to move, and you gotta know who your dudes is
Some of these fools you think your dudes is really scandalous
All of these saps is pussies like a cat (Meow!)
Line you up, double-back you for some scratch (By-yow!)
The soil love me, they know I’m crispy like Pringle
Appreciate me like old folk appreciate goin’ to Bingo
Some of these cats’ll knock you down and melt, tell on thyself
All that just to get one under they belt (Biatch)

[Verse 4: Snoop Dogg]
Let’s bang, let’s bang
Cali is active
Gangbanging was attractive, so I snatched it
And I threw it in my knapsack, marinated on it
It’s the way of life (Life)
I’m in the mix, all day and night
Pitbull fights with my dogs I bet
A hundred real niggas that ain’t even from my set (What up though, cuz!)
Down to put it down, in or outta town
We don’t lie d-down, we just shot it out
And then make it back to the park
Pulled up real slow in a seven-deuce Buick Skylark (What up, cuz?)
Jumped out, gave dep to my young G’s
Everybody’s active, C’s and B’s
In the sky, bastards of the party
Nigga, we don’t die, we just multiply
(Ride, ride, ride)