Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka It's two I got my lunch and my dinner, You we gon bow down to some punk ass niggaz We from the side, boy
Chorus: B-Real Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
In four seconds some west side niggaz Is put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10 I you stay tuned muthafuckas
[B-Real's It two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you "No Vaseline" You be the big fish Bring your Fuck mama bring the pack of piranhas You to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your You get You can your four 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 it's because i wazn't made up 4 da ladies i'm the King of King of King of Now i'ma get down of my knees (Shag: Bow Down) to sucking
You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren Dub's But you're fuckin' up with 10 Silly little I'm tearing' Can you see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat little How can I twist your cap and take your name it My name be Mack 11 I'm a higher MC There's no Anytime you run up You get dealt You get "Check Yo' self" (bitch it) Ice Cube, you tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs made the best songs on your album (biatch!)
Talkin'] You and 10 deal with this Cypress Hill to the fullest Fuck So wanna do? it on, nigga This is Shag from the Family
[Shag's biatch suckin' ma mama's But you faggets know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) take it to the streets And fight like g's you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck with Ain't never had a Now you gangsta rap Come can't to hood 'Cause you're scared to get Fuck peace, is war on the floor When I see fat ass I'm one to your jaw me Fuck ma Fuck ma clique Better yet, fuck every nigga that i'm wit' Can't stand made niggaz lik der r on da east Ice Cube, youse an Not a killa neighborhood you from? What you ever done? the shit goes down You the one to run Everytime you Got a full of drama missing you done Is to church wit'cha mama
verse] You got the Swingi' of my Cube maself niga, huh! Dick-a You a killa You a Bitch niggaz I never maself "Can't trust 'em"-- ladies like you can't figure out where you're Are you from Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the thing you hoggin' on Is Ice nuts Now he's all in 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 "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a don't get no respect No east side means i'm ma dick 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 test for kid Only bangin' you done was toy figures mama wouldn't let you hang With real g your clique on You wanna So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) me I myself a year I i'll realize that i'm fucked And i'll run to westside niggaz some little trick look real (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem niggaz like I'm no fictional Scarface movie bullshit Actor, studio You win an award For outstanding wax banger Fuck you been through What you're going Side family, nigga What you do?
westside! That's nigga! East muthafuckin' we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any other ass nigga Who wanna take this We hit niggaz up that We bicoastal, Hill family Niggaz better We to chastise Nigga, whoo That's how we hoo nigga No love for of ya'll punk ass niggaz west nigga, east coast We give a fuck Talk get shot, nigga That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get peeled with Cypress Hill Yeah, I you knew nigga I represent How does that sound They're gonna all ya'll biggaz (: "You got the fuck out man...)