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  • I knew you *****z would be back
    See, see, you need to **** with me you know
    I mean?Yeah, you need to holla at your boy, man
    Stop ****in' with them punk *****z, man, with that ****
    That's what you get
    That **** stepped on *****, that's what you get
    I got that raw,
    I got that, uh
    Twenty-fo' seven(Holla @ your boy)
    What you need baby?
    Come on with it, come on with it(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day, in the hallway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up(Holla @ your boy)
    That's what you get for ****in' with them *****z
    Come and see me for that real
    O.G.He a O-
    Z, I'm a whole ki
    **** as a ************, son, a whole [Incomprehensible]
    *****es fiend for it, then they lean for it
    It ain't *******, but they wanna still blow it
    What you need, what you need
    Hoes offer me the pink slip and the deed
    Treat it just like ****
    Hit the right end, then pass it to her friend
    I'm a hustler, you a customer
    Them other *****z you like, straight ****in' ya
    Some of 'em lyin', most of 'em trickin'
    Others are dyin', some of 'em victims
    When you come from
    South Central
    LAThat **** is like dirt ****, a ***** got a headache
    If you want it raw, now
    Make the call now, look me up, *****(Holla @ your boy)
    Fiendin' for that good ****
    Take a look, *****, what you need, baby(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day
    In the hallway on
    Broadway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up
    Gettin' stepped on, *****, come on home(Holla @ your boy)
    Ice Cube, back then they used to **** me
    Now that I'm hot, these *****es still love me'
    Cause I'm far from ugly
    Everywhere
    I go, they wanna kiss and hug me
    They say "****man, ****manI got your money don't turn into Konnan"
    Don't wanna see the
    G-handI am the man from here to
    ClevelandDon't get mad,
    I get even
    Try to shake the van, think you're sleepin'
    Oh, my God, this *****'s leakin'
    Somebody best to call the deacon
    Any dose is a overdose
    Leave your punk-ass dead or a comatose
    And if you don't wanna listen
    My ****'ll crack you out like
    Tyrone Biggums
    If you want it raw, now
    Make the call now, look me up, *****(Holla @ your boy)
    Fiendin' for that good ****
    Take a look, *****, what you need, baby(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day
    In the hallway on
    Broadway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up
    Gettin' stepped on, *****, come on home(Holla @ your boy)
    Holla, yeah
    But don't two-way a *****
    *****, that ain't nothin' but a transcript
    Dumb *****(I'll holla)
    Don't two-way a ***** man(I'll holla)
    DamnIf you want it raw, now
    Make the call now, look me up, *****(Holla @ your boy)
    Fiendin' for that good ****
    Take a look, *****, what you need, baby(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day
    In the hallway on
    Broadway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up
    Gettin' stepped on, *****, come on home(Holla @ your boy)
    Twenty years
    I've been servin' you fiends
    For twenty years(Holla @ your boy)
    Why would you **** with anybody else, ha?(Holla @ your boy)
    That's why you're ****ed up right now, ain't it?(Holla @ your boy)
    You need to get at me
    You know I got it and
    I know you want it(Holla @ your boy)o
    Come on, Cube, let me rap on here
    I'm, I'm just tryin' to sack somethin' up
  • I knew you *****z would be back
    See, see, you need to **** with me you know
    I mean?Yeah, you need to holla at your boy, man
    Stop ****in' with them punk *****z, man, with that ****
    That's what you get
    That **** stepped on *****, that's what you get
    I got that raw,
    I got that, uh
    Twenty-fo' seven(Holla @ your boy)
    What you need baby?
    Come on with it, come on with it(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day, in the hallway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up(Holla @ your boy)
    That's what you get for ****in' with them *****z
    Come and see me for that real
    O.G.He a O-
    Z, I'm a whole ki
    **** as a ************, son, a whole [Incomprehensible]
    *****es fiend for it, then they lean for it
    It ain't *******, but they wanna still blow it
    What you need, what you need
    Hoes offer me the pink slip and the deed
    Treat it just like ****
    Hit the right end, then pass it to her friend
    I'm a hustler, you a customer
    Them other *****z you like, straight ****in' ya
    Some of 'em lyin', most of 'em trickin'
    Others are dyin', some of 'em victims
    When you come from
    South Central
    LAThat **** is like dirt ****, a ***** got a headache
    If you want it raw, now
    Make the call now, look me up, *****(Holla @ your boy)
    Fiendin' for that good ****
    Take a look, *****, what you need, baby(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day
    In the hallway on
    Broadway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up
    Gettin' stepped on, *****, come on home(Holla @ your boy)
    Ice Cube, back then they used to **** me
    Now that I'm hot, these *****es still love me'
    Cause I'm far from ugly
    Everywhere
    I go, they wanna kiss and hug me
    They say "****man, ****manI got your money don't turn into Konnan"
    Don't wanna see the
    G-handI am the man from here to
    ClevelandDon't get mad,
    I get even
    Try to shake the van, think you're sleepin'
    Oh, my God, this *****'s leakin'
    Somebody best to call the deacon
    Any dose is a overdose
    Leave your punk-ass dead or a comatose
    And if you don't wanna listen
    My ****'ll crack you out like
    Tyrone Biggums
    If you want it raw, now
    Make the call now, look me up, *****(Holla @ your boy)
    Fiendin' for that good ****
    Take a look, *****, what you need, baby(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day
    In the hallway on
    Broadway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up
    Gettin' stepped on, *****, come on home(Holla @ your boy)
    Holla, yeah
    But don't two-way a *****
    *****, that ain't nothin' but a transcript
    Dumb *****(I'll holla)
    Don't two-way a ***** man(I'll holla)
    DamnIf you want it raw, now
    Make the call now, look me up, *****(Holla @ your boy)
    Fiendin' for that good ****
    Take a look, *****, what you need, baby(Holla @ your boy)
    I got it all day
    In the hallway on
    Broadway(Holla @ your boy)
    Sick of that blow up
    Gettin' stepped on, *****, come on home(Holla @ your boy)
    Twenty years
    I've been servin' you fiends
    For twenty years(Holla @ your boy)
    Why would you **** with anybody else, ha?(Holla @ your boy)
    That's why you're ****ed up right now, ain't it?(Holla @ your boy)
    You need to get at me
    You know I got it and
    I know you want it(Holla @ your boy)o
    Come on, Cube, let me rap on here
    I'm, I'm just tryin' to sack somethin' up