Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka It's two I got my lunch and my dinner, You think we gon bow down to punk ass niggaz We the evil side, boy
Chorus: [Shag] [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
In about four seconds west side niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and 10 I suggest you stay tuned
verse] It takes two of you faggets to get one of me Now I'm up in you hoes "No Vaseline" You could be the big Bring your Fuck mama bring the pack of piranhas You tried to a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in video You get You can take your fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it my east side ass is a thing of the If I got no nuts it's i wazn't made up 4 da ladies i'm the King of of busters King of Now i'ma get down of my fuckin' (Shag: Bow Down) Start to
You try to NWA without Dre and Ren Dub's But you're up with Mack 10 Silly little I'm tearing' Can you really see my gun turrets? Open and at your fat little frame How can I I'll twist cap and take your name it My should be Mack 11 I'm a higher MC no question Anytime you run up You get with You get "Check Yo' self" (bitch it) Ice Cube, you better (tell 'em mutha-fucka) made the best songs on your third album (biatch!)
[Shag You and 10 Can't deal this Cypress to the muthafuckin' fullest y'all So wanna do? Bring it on, This is Shag from the Neighborhood
[Shag's biatch suckin' ma dick But what you know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's it to the streets And fight real g's What you niggaz do? You fuck with these never had a strap Now you wanna rap Come can't to hood you're scared to get jacked Fuck peace, is war Everybody on the When I see fat ass I'm one to your jaw me Fuck ma Fuck ma clique Better yet, fuck every that i'm down wit' Can't stand made niggaz lik der r on da east Ice Cube, youse an Not a killa What neighborhood you What dirt you ever When the goes down You the one to run you talk Got a full of drama missing you done Is going to church wit'cha
verse] You got the Swingi' of my Cube maself niga, huh! Dick-a You ain't a You a Bitch niggaz I never trust maself "Can't 'em"-- like you can't figure out where you're from Are you from Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the thing you hoggin' on Is Ice Cube's Now he's all in your You wannabe him But you got no If he's the You must be the of the Hill But I shank the fine neck 'Cause "A Iz A Bitch" And a bitch get no respect No side Connections means i'm stickin' ma in ma momma's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your are down wit' my clique Why you always gotta be bitin' my And you don't know one on my dick But is best get a blood test for your kid Only bangin' you done was toy figures mama wouldn't let you hang With real g Bring your on You scrap So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!) me I give myself a I i'll that i'm getting' fucked And run to some westside niggaz some pretty little real sweet (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem real niggaz I'm no fictional Scarface movie land Actor, studio You win an award For outstanding wax banger what you been through What you're through west Side family, What you do?
westside! That's nigga! muthafuckin' side we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any other ass nigga Who wanna this beat We hit niggaz up like We bicoastal, Cypress Hill Niggaz better We here to Nigga, whoo That's how we hoo ride No love for none of ya'll punk ass coast nigga, east coast We don't give a Talk get shot, nigga That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' Cypress Hill Yeah, I you knew nigga I muthafucka How does that nigga They're fuck all ya'll biggaz (: "You got knocked the out man...)