The Wrong Nigga To Fuck Wit

[Verse 1: Ice Cube] Goddamn, it's a brand new payback From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black How many motherfuckers gotta pay? Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK Caps gotta get peeled Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will" It ain't no pop cause that sucks And you can New Jack Swing on my nuts Down wit' the niggas that I bail out I'm platinum, bitch, and I didn't have to sell out "Fuck you, Ice Cube", that's what the people say Fuck America, still with the triple K 'Cause you know when my nine goes buck It'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from twelve stories up Now let's see who'll drop Punk motherfuckers tryin' to ban hip-hop Fuck R&B and the runnin' man I'm the one that stand, with the gun in hand Make sure before you buck wit' duck quick Punk, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with ("I'ma let y'all know one thing man") [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin' L.M It's the number one crew in the area Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt Punks roll when I put in work 'Cause Lench Mob niggas are the craziest And y'all motherfuckers can't fade my shit South Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell Hittin' fools up with the big ass L One time can't hold me back Sweatshirt, khakis and croaker sacs Stop givin' juice to the Raiders Cause Al Davis never paid us I hope he wear a vest It's all about the L-E-N-C-H y'all know the rest Muthafuckin' crew, muthafuckin' mob Do a muthafuckin' job in a muthafuckin' squad In '91, Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with ("One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and") ("Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute") Drop a old school beat [Verse 3: Ice Cube] Like I said, it's a brand new payback Now in '91, let's see whose beats get jacked Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller (Keep the wack beats out) True motherfuckin' baller And hoes can't roll on Even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta "Hold On" Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blue Goin' up against the Zulu Break his spine like a jellyfish Kick his ass 'til I'm smellin' shit Off with the head, off with the head I say And watch the devil start kickin' Run around like a chicken Grand Dragon finger lickin' Yo, turn him over with a spatula Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with [Outro] ("Last person in the world you wanna fuck with") ("Last person in the world you wanna fuck with") ("Last person in the world you wanna fuck with")