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"Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up""Whassup *****?""Get over there, *****t"' |
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Ya lil' punk, ass *****"" |
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C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy"" |
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God damnit, you stop that *****t now"" |
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Take him to jail and get him the hell from in front of this house"" |
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Now wait a minute, wait a minute, hey man"" |
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Whassup?"" |
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Wait a minute"" |
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There are police, go"Give me that beat fool, it's a full time jack moveChilly chill, yo homie make the track moveAnd I'll jack any Tom, ***** and HankThat's the name of the suckers I done gankedI get away from a copperDrop a dime, I'll break you off somethin' properWith the L E N C H M O BT-Bone and that's J DAnd here's how we'll greet yaStop fool, come off that beat yaFeel dumb 'cuz you're caught in the dark(Ya lil' nuttin' ass mark)Raise up, 'cuz you can't have it backYou said, " |
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I ain't never got gaffled like that"Off the end of the gat you chokeShort dog's in the house, " |
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Whattup Loc?"Nuttin' but a come upGimme that bass and don't try to run up'Cuz you'll get banked somethin' sweetIce Cube and the Lench Mob is jackin' for beatsPlay it jackPlay it jackPlay it, play it, play it jackHuh and even if you're down with my crew(Yo chuck man, I don't understand this man)(Yo, you got to slow down)I jack them tooAnd then we'll freak itKick that bass and look what we didFade the grade, played and made a few milAnd I keep stealin'Ice Cube'll make it funkyBut right about now, let's get up in the humpBut I don't party and shake my buttI leave that to the brothers with the funny haircutsAnd it'll drive you nuts, steal your beat and give it that gangsta touchLike jackin' at night, say hi to the three fifty-seven I'm packin'And it sounds so sweetIce Cube and the Lench Mob is jackin' for beatsPlay it jackPlay it jack, jackPlay it, play it jackIce Cube, take a funky beat and re-shapeLocate a **** break and then I break itAnd give it that gangsta leanDead in your face as I turn up the bassI make punk suckers run and duck becauseI don't try to hide 'cuz you know that I love toJack a fool for his beat and then I'm outSo when I come to your town don't crowd me'Cuz I know, you're gonna wanna kick it with meBut I know, none of y'all can get with meSo you think you're protectedWell you are 'til you put a funky beat on a recordThen I have to show and prove and use your groove'Cuz suckers can't fade the CubeAnd if I jack you and you keep comin'I'll have you marks a hundred miles and runningStop, stop, stop, stopSa-prize, *****z |
