Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka It's two I got my lunch and my dinner, You think we gon bow to some punk ass niggaz We the evil side, boy
Chorus: B-Real Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
In about four some west side niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and 10 I suggest you stay tuned
[B-Real's 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 your drama Fuck mama I'll bring the pack of You tried to a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your You get You can take your fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it my fucken east 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 NWA without Dre and Ren cool But you're up with Mack 10 little philly I'm tearing' Can you see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat frame How can I I'll twist your cap and take your it My name should be 11 I'm a higher MC no question Anytime you run up You get with You get "Check Yo' self" (bitch it) Ice Cube, you better (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs made the best songs on third album (biatch!)
[Shag You and 10 Can't with this Cypress Hill to the fullest Fuck So wanna do? it on, nigga This is Shag the Neighborhood Family
verse] i'ma suckin' ma mama's But what you faggets know about gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the And like real g's What you wanna do? You can't fuck with Ain't never had a Now you gangsta rap Come to your hood 'Cause scared to get jacked peace, this is war Everybody on the I see your fat ass I'm one to your jaw me Fuck ma Fuck ma clique Better yet, fuck nigga that i'm down wit' Can't stand bitch niggaz lik der r on da east Ice Cube, an actor Not a muthafuckin' What neighborhood you What dirt you ever When the shit down You the one to run Everytime you Got a mouth of drama Only missing you Is going to church mama
verse] You got the Swingi' of my Killa Break niga, huh! lick-a You a killa You a Bitch niggaz I never maself "Can't trust 'em"-- ladies like you can't out where you're from Are you South Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the only you hoggin' on Is Ice Cube's Now he's all in your You wannabe him But you got no If the king You be the queen of the Hill But I shank the Cube's fine "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a bitch get no respect No side Connections means i'm stickin' ma in ma momma's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are down my clique Why you always gotta be bitin' my And you don't know one on my dick But yours is get a blood test for your kid Only you done was with toy figures Your mama wouldn't let you With g niggaz Bring clique on You scrap So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) me I myself a year I i'll realize i'm getting' fucked And i'll run to some niggaz pretty little trick look real (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem real niggaz I'm no fictional Scarface movie land Actor, gangsta You should win an For outstanding wax banger Fuck what you through you're going through west family, nigga What you do?
westside! That's nigga! East muthafuckin' we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any other punk ass Who wanna this beat We hit niggaz up like We bicoastal, Cypress Hill better recognize We here to Nigga, bangin' That's how we hoo nigga No love for none of ya'll punk ass west coast nigga, east We give a fuck shit get shot, nigga That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' Cypress Hill Yeah, I thought you nigga I represent How does that sound They're gonna fuck all ya'll (: "You got knocked the out man...)