Gimmie beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka It's two I got my lunch and my dinner, You think we gon bow down to some ass niggaz We the evil side, boy
B-Real [Shag] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
In about four seconds some west side Is gonna put the foot in the ass of and Wack 10 I you stay tuned 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 to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the rockers up in your video You get You can your four 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 nuts because i wazn't made up 4 da ladies i'm the of punks King of King of Now i'ma get down of my knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to
You try to NWA without Dre and Ren Dub's But you're fuckin' up Mack 10 Silly philly I'm back Can you see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat frame How can I I'll your cap and take your name it My name should be 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) made the best songs on your third album (biatch!)
[Shag You and 10 Can't with this Cypress to the muthafuckin' fullest Fuck So wanna do? Bring it on, This is Shag from the Family
[Shag's biatch suckin' ma mama's But you faggets know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's it to the streets And fight real g's you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck these Ain't had a strap 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 one to your jaw me Fuck ma ma whole clique Better yet, fuck every that i'm down wit' Can't stand bitch made niggaz lik der r on da Ice Cube, youse an Not a killa What you from? What dirt you ever When the shit goes You the one to run you talk Got a mouth full of Only missing you Is going to church wit'cha
verse] You got the of my nuts Cube Break niga, huh! lick-a You a killa You a Bitch made I trust maself "Can't trust 'em"-- ladies like you can't out where you're from Are you from South Central, the Westside or Mack 10, the thing you hoggin' on Is Ice nuts Now he's all in your You wannabe him But you got no If the king You must be the queen of the But I shank the Cube's fine "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a don't get no respect No east Connections means i'm stickin' ma in ma momma's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are down my clique Why you always be bitin' my shit And you don't know one bitch on my 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 clique on You wanna So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!) me I give myself a I i'll realize i'm getting' fucked And i'll run to some westside pretty little trick look sweet (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem niggaz like I'm no fictional movie land bullshit Actor, studio You should win an For most wax banger Fuck what you through What you're going west Side family, you wanna do?
westside! That's nigga! East side we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any punk ass nigga Who take this beat We hit niggaz up like We bicoastal, Cypress Hill Niggaz recognize We to chastise Nigga, whoo That's how we hoo nigga No love for of ya'll punk ass niggaz west coast nigga, coast We don't give a shit get shot, nigga That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get peeled with Cypress Hill Yeah, I you knew nigga I represent How that sound nigga They're gonna fuck all ya'll (: "You got the fuck out man...)