Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka round two I got my and my dinner, fool You we gon bow down to some punk ass niggaz We from the side, boy
Chorus: [Shag] [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
In about seconds some west side niggaz Is put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10 I you stay tuned muthafuckas
verse] It two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm up in you hoes "No Vaseline" You be the big fish your drama Fuck mama I'll bring the of piranhas You tried to a ditty, ho But you the one who got the rockers up in your video You get You can take your fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it my fucken east ass is a of the past If I got no it's because i wazn't made up 4 da ladies i'm the of punks 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 fuckin' up with 10 Silly little I'm tearing' Can you really see my gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat frame How can I I'll twist your cap and take your it My name 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 third (biatch!)
[Shag You and 10 Can't with this Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest Fuck So wanna do? Bring it on, This is Shag the Neighborhood Family
[Shag's i'ma suckin' ma mama's But what you faggets know about some shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the And fight real g's you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck these Ain't never had a Now you wanna rap Come to your hood 'Cause scared to get jacked Fuck peace, is war on the floor When I see fat ass I'm takin' one to jaw me Fuck ma Fuck ma clique Better yet, fuck every nigga that i'm wit' Can't stand bitch niggaz lik der r on da east Ice Cube, an actor Not a killa What you from? What dirt you ever When the shit goes You the one to run Everytime you Got a mouth of drama Only you done Is to church wit'cha mama
[B-Real's You got the Swingi' of my Killa Break niga, huh! lick-a You ain't a You a Bitch niggaz I never maself "Can't trust 'em"-- ladies like you figure out where you're from Are you from Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the only you hoggin' on Is Ice Cube's Now he's all in guts You wannabe him But you got no If he's the You must be the of the Hill But I shank the Cube's neck 'Cause "A Iz A Bitch" And a don't get no respect No east side Connections i'm stickin' ma dick in ma momma's (Aahhh!) All of homies are down wit' my clique 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 you done was with toy figures Your mama let you hang real g niggaz Bring your on You wanna So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) me I give a year I i'll realize that i'm getting' And run to some westside niggaz some pretty little look sweet (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem niggaz like I'm no fictional Scarface land bullshit Actor, studio You win an award For most outstanding wax Fuck what you been you're going 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 take this We hit niggaz up like We bicoastal, Hill family Niggaz recognize We here to Nigga, bangin' That's how we hoo nigga No love for none of ya'll punk ass west coast nigga, coast We give a fuck Talk shit get shot, That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get fuckin' with Cypress Hill Yeah, I you knew nigga I muthafucka How does that sound They're fuck all ya'll biggaz (: "You got the fuck out man...)