Ah, I don't wanna hear Get off ya ass It's now, right now, right here And we bringing it to you live, on Golden state, what, come on, what New shit! Ha, come on, yeah Ras blaze that shit up Xzibit, break it down, slam it, jelly
Show me a and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle Gell-ie Rap star, trash tellies up my sprint celly Dare me, I tongue Berry's belly her a monster's ball, fuck it you tell me Platinum, heavy 22 inch Jelly, it gets so ugly, it scary Haters act like under-age hoes, so what's Can't fuck wit y'all, R. Kelly (Ooh)
Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching Ya nothing take ya face and attach me and my niggas wit strick-9 Strictly 9 triggas disfigure ya figure Our figgas got bigger, the same Menace to and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you we bust In God we trust but we at dusk, biatch!
Don't you think shit is for fun (No) Think before you reach for gun (Think) at all the shit that you started (Yeah) You bring heat but we bring it (Sing)
La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Yes) La la la la la la la la (Come on)
Yella, yizzel, shaft Fuck what y'all talking about, this clean That's why we filthy rich the scenes Game spitters helmets and shoulder pads on the hitters Bullshit so far this game sent We here to burn it open bar entertainment Taking the work the clientele on raw intolerant but I still sell
Game enough to mash on the coach Sprewell Don't salt there hoes flows ain't got that sea Overstand under surveillance, Ben come to the town terrorizing we been laden Been heavyweight beefs and went passage Back to the blockmates and it's safe to cakes King sizzel bank, shake the spizzle We don't make it drizzle we rain in the
Don't you this shit is for fun (No) Think before you for that gun (Think) Look at all the shit you started (Come one) You bring heat but we bring it (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Yeah) La la la la la la la la (Sing it) La la la la la la la la (Yeah)
Feel the adrenaline, feel the The effects of the compound the ammo Doc dre fuck with punks We all thump like maximus, stop fucking us a ride inside the home of hands-on hip-hop Speak you believe and hope you don't get shot for it poets, show it if you got one A hot one, ass and rap like a shotgun
I can to the sound of the sunset Smith and Wesson, I use words as a Gun my dreams I rain supreme And fiend for the challenge, knocking you off balance Look, I been through the worst, the hearst (Survived) Starving to and dying of thirst (Alive) in the flesh, elope with the profoc The answer, the solution, the remedy, the
Don't you this shit is for fun (No) before you reach for that gun (Think) Look at all the that you started (Yeah) You bring but we bring it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Yes) La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Come on)
Don't you this shit is for fun (No) Think before you for that Gun (Think) Look at all the that you started (Yeah) You heat but we bring it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Now sing) La la la la la la la la (Ah ha) La la la la la la la la
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, Bounce, bounce, State