Ice Cube Killa

Cypress Hill - f**k Westside Connection [Shag] Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War") Ding Ding Muthaf**ka It's round two I got my lunch and my dinner fool You think we gon bow down to some punk a*s niggaz We from the evil side, boy Chorus: B-Real [Shag] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10 [Killa] [B-Real] In about four seconds some east side niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the a*s of Doughboy and Wack 10 I suggest you stay tuned muthaf**kas [B-Real's verse] It takes two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you hoes With "No Vaseline" You could be the big fish Bring your drama f**k your mama I'll bring the pack of piranhas You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's a*s and lick it Ice Cube is a thing of the past If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in your a*s You're the King of punks King of busters King of thieves Now get down of your f**kin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to s*cking You try to remake NWA without Dre and Ren Dub's cool But you're f**kin' up with Mack 10 Silly little philly I'm back tearing' Can you really see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat little frame How can I miss? I'll twist your cap and take your name Analyze it My name should be Mack 11 I'm a higher caliber MC There's no question Anytime you wann run up You get dealt with You get melted "Check Yo' self" (bitch check it) Ice Cube, you better tell'em (tell 'em mutha-f**ka) Muggs made the best songs on your third album (biatch!) [Shag Talkin'] You and Wack 10 Can't deal with this Cypress Hill to the muthaf**kin' fullest f**k y'all So what'cha wanna do? Bring it on, nigga This is Shag from the Neighborhood Family [Shag's verse] Mack 10 is a bitch s*ckin' Ice Cube's d**k But what you faggets know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the streets And fight like real g's What you niggaz wanna do? You can't f**k with these Ain't never had a strap Now you wanna gangsta rap Come can't to your hood 'Cause you're scared to get jacked f**k peace, this is war Everybody on the floor When I see your fat a*s I'm takin' one to your jaw f**k you f**k your mama f**k your whole clique Better yet, f**k every nigga that you're down wit' Unoriginal Can't stand bitch made niggaz Ice Cube, youse an actor Not a muthaf**kin' killa What neighborhood you from? What dirt you ever done? When the shit goes down You the first one to run Everytime you talk Got a mouth full of drama Only missing you done Is going to church wit'cha mama [B-Real's verse] You got the Real-a Swingi' of my nuts Cube Killa Break yourself niga, huh! d**k-a lick-a You ain't a killa You a busta Muthaf**ka Bitch made niggaz I never trust ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"-- Hoes like you can't figure out where you're from Are you from South Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the only thing you hoggin' on Is Ice Cube's nuts Now he's all in your guts You wannabe like him But you got no skills If he's the king You must be the queen of the Hill But I shank the Cube's fat neck 'Cause "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a bitch don't get no respect No doubt Westside Connections means Ice Cube's stickin' his d**k in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are down wit' my clique Why you always gotta be bitin' my shit And you don't know one bitch on my d**k But yours is best get a blood test for your kid Only bangin' you done was with toy figures Your mama wouldn't let you hang With real g niggaz Bring your clique on You wanna scrap So let's get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) Mack 10 I give you a year I guarantee You'll realize that you're getting' f**ked And you'll run to me You pretty little trick You look real sweet (Mmmm!) I should make you one of my hoes like Cube was for Eazy Doughboy, you're f**kin' around wit' the real Cuban I'm no fictional Scarface movie land bullshit Actor, studio gangsta You should win an award For most outstanding wax banger f**k what you been through What you're going through East Side family, nigga What you wanna do? [Shag] Eastside! That's right nigga! East muthaf**kin' side 'Til' we die, nigga! f**k all you punk a*s niggaz! Cube 187 Mack 10 187 Any other punk a*s nigga Who wanna take this beat 187 We hit niggaz up like that We bicoastal, nigga Cypress Hill family Niggaz better recognize We here to chastise Nigga, whoo bangin' That's how we hoo ride nigga No love for none of ya'll punk a*s niggaz East coast nigga, West coast We don't give a f**k Talk shit get shot, nigga That's how we feel, nigga Niggaz get killed, Caps get peeled f**kin' with Cypress Hill Yeah, I thought you knew nigga I represent muthaf**ka How does that sound nigga Cypress Hill Family They're gonna f**k all ya'll biggaz (Chris Tucker sample: "You got knocked the f**k out man)