Now dis one dedicated to de man dem MacGyver (bo!) And all double-oh-seven James man 'e from de area (gunshot, gunshot) respect to de man dem call Ice Cube (bo! bo!) And a bust a deuce-deuce or trey-eight to get WICKED!
One, two, three and I with the wicked Style and you know I'm from, the wicked Crew, act you knew Cause I got everybody jumpin to the voodoo, it Wicked, rhymes, picket, While me and the Mob gotta trunk 9's Play ya and I'll ya I got thug-made dough by the Ready to BUCK BUCK and it's a must To DUCK DUCK before I bust for the one that did it But like En Vogue, no you're gonna get it Cos I'm the one the fat mad skills And I won't choke like the Bills at the pad just chillin Cause Larry Wilkins just got two million, oh a feelin So shake nigga and pass me the pill And I'll slam dunk ya Shaquille O'Neal Like it, dig it, maybe and watch ass get ??? Kick it I get wicked
Won't say nuttin, listen Got me a plan to break Tyson prison Come my way and get Still got a duece bunny hop the curb Nappy head, chest, nappy chin Never with a happy grin Show the fat foul cause I'm Take a around And all you see is big black boots Use my steel toe as a ya and flip ya, now they want to Label this nigga, tape the sticker Kickin out girls nicety Yo, I gotta body count like here to New York I get skins and talkin bout pork Swine, pig, to the flow of a so-called negro Who know I was funky as Wilson Pickett Dig it cause I get
People wanna how come I gotta gat and I'm lookin out the window like to bring that noise Kinda trigger happy like the Geto April was power to the people And we might see a sequel Cos got equal pay A horse is a pig that don't fly Doin Darryl Gates but is Willie with the pilgrims Just a super We'll have to break his ass up like Super I'm wicked enough to this Cos now it's on to the Gorilla from the mist But I miss when it comes to this Bring the yellow The white cape, cause I'm so Thru the picket signs, take his job and stick it Bigot, cause I get