Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka round 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] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
In about four seconds some west niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the ass of and Wack 10 I suggest you stay muthafuckas
verse] It takes two of you to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you "No Vaseline" You be the big fish Bring drama Fuck mama I'll bring the pack of You tried to a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in video You get You can take your four fingers and stick it in 10's ass and lick it my fucken side ass is a of the past If I got no nuts it's because i wazn't up 4 da ladies i'm the of punks King of of thieves Now i'ma get of my fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to
You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren cool But you're fuckin' up Mack 10 Silly little I'm tearing' Can you really see my gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat little How can I I'll twist cap and take your name it My should be Mack 11 I'm a caliber MC no question Anytime you run up You get with You get "Check Yo' self" (bitch it) Ice Cube, you tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs made the best songs on your album (biatch!)
[Shag You and 10 deal with this Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin' y'all So wanna do? it on, nigga This is from the Neighborhood Family
[Shag's i'ma suckin' ma dick But what you faggets about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the And fight like g's What you niggaz do? You can't fuck with Ain't had a strap Now you wanna rap Come can't to hood 'Cause you're to get jacked peace, this is war Everybody on the I see your fat ass I'm takin' one to jaw me Fuck ma ma whole clique Better yet, fuck every nigga that i'm wit' Can't stand bitch made niggaz lik der r on da Ice Cube, an actor Not a muthafuckin' neighborhood you from? What you ever done? When the goes down You the one to run Everytime you Got a mouth full of missing you done Is going to wit'cha mama
[B-Real's You got the Swingi' of my Cube Break niga, huh! lick-a You a killa You a Bitch niggaz I never trust "Can't trust 'em"-- ladies like you can't out where you're from Are you from South Central, the or Compton? Mack 10, the thing you hoggin' on Is Ice nuts Now all in your guts You like him But you got no If he's the You must be the queen of the But I shank the Cube's neck "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a don't get no respect No east Connections means i'm stickin' ma dick in ma momma's (Aahhh!) All of your homies are down wit' my Why you always gotta be my shit And you know one bitch on my dick But yours is best get a blood for your kid Only bangin' you was with toy figures Your wouldn't let you hang real g niggaz Bring clique on You wanna So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) me I give myself a I i'll realize that i'm getting' And i'll run to westside niggaz pretty little trick look real (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem real like I'm no fictional movie land bullshit Actor, gangsta You should win an For outstanding wax banger Fuck what you been What going through west Side family, What you do?
westside! That's nigga! muthafuckin' side we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any punk ass nigga Who wanna take beat We hit niggaz up that We bicoastal, Cypress family better recognize We to chastise Nigga, whoo That's how we hoo nigga No love for none of ya'll ass niggaz west nigga, east coast We don't give a Talk shit get shot, That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' Cypress Hill Yeah, I you knew nigga I represent How does that nigga They're fuck all ya'll biggaz (: "You got knocked the out man...)