Ice Cube Killa

[Shag]

Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War")

Ding Ding Muthafucka

It's round two

I got my lunch and my dinner, fool

You think we gonna bow down to some punk ass niggas

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 niggas

Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10

I suggest you stay tuned muthafuckas

[B-Real's verse]

It takes two of you faggots 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

Fuck 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 ass 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 ass

You're the King of punks, king of busters, king of thieves

Now get down of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)

Start to sucking

You tried to remake N.W.A. without Dre and Ren

Dub's cool, but you're fuckin' 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-fucka)

Muggs made the best songs on your third album (biatch!)

[Shag (spoken)]

You and Wack 10

Can't deal with this

Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest

Fuck 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, suckin' Ice Cube's dick

But what you faggots know about some gangsta shit? (B-Real: Nothin)

Let's take it to the streets and fight like real g's

What you niggas wanna do? You can't fuck with these

Ain't never had a strap now you wanna gangsta rap

Can't come to your hood cause you're scared to get jacked

Fuck peace, this is war everybody on the floor

When I see your fat ass I'm takin' one to your jaw

Fuck you Fuck your mama fuck your whole clique

Better yet, fuck every nigga that you're down wit'

Unoriginal, can't stand bitch made niggas

Ice Cube, you'se an actor not a muthafuckin' killa

What neighborhood you from? what dirt you ever done?

When the shit goes down you the first one to run

Every time you talk got a mouth full of drama

Only mission 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! Give a lick-a you ain't a killa

You a busta muthafucka bitch made niggas

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 wanna be 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 dick 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 dick

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 niggas

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' fucked 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 fuckin' 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

Fuck what you been through, what you're going through

East Side family, nigga What you wanna do?

[Shag]

Eastside!

That's right nigga!

East muthafuckin' side

'Til' we die, nigga!

Fuck all you punk ass niggas!

Cube 187

Mack 10 187

Any other punk ass nigga

Who wanna take this beat

187

We hit niggas up like that

We bicoastal, nigga

Cypress Hill family

Niggas better recognize

We here to chastise

Nigga, hoo bangin'

That's how we hoo ride nigga

No love for none of ya'll punk ass niggas

East coast nigga, West coast

We don't give a fuck

Talk shit get shot, nigga

That's how we feel, nigga

Niggas get killed

Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress Hill

Yeah, I thought you knew nigga

I represent muthafucka

How does that sound nigga

Cypress Hill Family

They're gonna fuck all ya'll niggas

(Chris Tucker sample: "You got knocked the fuck out man)

(Cypress Hill sample: here is something you can't understand

How I could just kill a man...)