Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War") Ding Ding It's two I got my lunch and my dinner, You think we gon bow down to some ass niggaz We from the side, boy
Chorus: B-Real Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
In about four seconds west side niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and 10 I you stay tuned muthafuckas
verse] It takes two of you to get with one of me Now I'm up in you hoes "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 rockers up in your video You get You can take your four 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 because i made up 4 da ladies i'm the King of of busters King of Now get down of my fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) to sucking
You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren Dub's But you're up with Mack 10 Silly philly I'm tearing' Can you really see my gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat frame How can I twist your cap and take your name it My should be Mack 11 I'm a caliber MC There's no you wann 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 deal this Cypress to the muthafuckin' fullest Fuck So what'cha do? Bring it on, This is Shag from the Neighborhood
verse] i'ma suckin' ma mama's But what you know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's it to the streets And like real g's What you niggaz do? You fuck with these Ain't never had a Now you wanna rap Come can't to your 'Cause you're scared to get peace, this is war Everybody on the I see your fat ass I'm one to your jaw me Fuck ma ma whole clique Better yet, fuck every that i'm down wit' Can't stand bitch made lik der r on da east Ice Cube, an actor Not a killa What you from? What dirt you done? When the goes down You the one to run you talk Got a full of drama Only missing you Is to church wit'cha mama
[B-Real's You got the of my nuts Cube Break niga, huh! Dick-a You ain't a You a Bitch made I never trust maself "Can't 'em"-- ladies like you figure out where you're from Are you from South Central, the or Compton? Mack 10, the only thing you on Is Ice nuts Now he's all in guts You like him But you got no If he's the You must be the queen of the But I the Cube's fine neck 'Cause "A Iz A Bitch" And a bitch don't get no No east Connections means i'm stickin' ma in ma momma's mouth (Aahhh!) All of homies are down wit' my clique Why you always gotta be my shit And you don't know one bitch on my But yours is best get a blood for your kid bangin' you done was with toy figures Your mama let you hang real g niggaz Bring clique on You scrap So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!) me I myself a year I i'll realize that i'm fucked And i'll run to some westside some pretty little look sweet (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem real niggaz I'm no fictional Scarface movie bullshit Actor, studio You should win an For most outstanding wax Fuck what you been you're going through west Side family, you wanna 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 up like that We bicoastal, Cypress family Niggaz better We to chastise Nigga, bangin' how we hoo ride nigga No love for none of ya'll ass niggaz west coast nigga, east We give a fuck Talk shit get shot, how we feel, nigga get killed, Caps get peeled with Cypress Hill Yeah, I you knew nigga I represent How that sound nigga They're fuck all ya'll biggaz (: "You got the fuck out man...)