Gimmie beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka It's two I got my and my dinner, fool You think we gon bow down to some ass niggaz We the evil side, boy
Chorus: B-Real Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
In about four some west side niggaz Is put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 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 your your 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 four fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and 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 King of of thieves Now get down 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 back Can you really see my gun turrets? Open and aimed at fat little frame How can I I'll twist your cap and your name it My should be Mack 11 I'm a caliber MC There's no you wann run up You get dealt You get "Check Yo' self" (bitch it) Ice Cube, you better (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs the best songs on your third album (biatch!)
[Shag You and 10 deal with this Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin' y'all So wanna do? Bring it on, This is Shag the Neighborhood Family
verse] 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 you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck these Ain't never had a Now you wanna rap Come can't to hood 'Cause scared to get jacked peace, this is war Everybody on the When I see fat ass I'm one to your jaw me Fuck ma Fuck ma clique yet, fuck every nigga that i'm down wit' Can't stand made niggaz lik der r on da east Ice Cube, an actor Not a muthafuckin' What neighborhood you dirt you ever done? When the goes down You the one to run you talk Got a mouth of drama Only you done Is going to church 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 trust "Can't trust 'em"-- like you can't figure out where you're from Are you South Central, the Westside or Compton? 10, the only thing you hoggin' on Is Ice nuts Now all in your guts You wannabe him But you got no If the king 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 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 know one bitch on my dick But yours is best get a test for your kid Only bangin' you done was with toy Your mama let you hang real g niggaz Bring clique on You scrap So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) me I give myself a I i'll realize i'm getting' fucked And i'll run to some niggaz some pretty trick look sweet (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem real niggaz I'm no fictional Scarface land bullshit Actor, gangsta You win an award For most outstanding wax Fuck you been through you're going through west family, nigga you wanna do?
westside! That's nigga! East side we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any other punk ass Who wanna this beat We hit up like that We bicoastal, Hill family Niggaz better We to chastise Nigga, whoo That's how we hoo ride No for none of ya'll punk ass niggaz west nigga, east coast We don't a fuck 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 gonna fuck all ya'll (: "You got the fuck out man...)