Deep_, we'll turn out your party You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it Fool, you know how we do it I'm hittin on the
we'll turn out your party You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it You know how we do it [Ice Cube] Jack B. Nimble, and
of shit Know what I'm sayin'? How the fuck you gonna tell me to run my motherfuckin' life? Bitch, you don't even know who the fuck you are You talkin' about you
done Source Magazine, you're the first one You try to dis Chuck, Cube and me How the fuck you pick us 3? You punk motherfuckers ain't shit, you're just
do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do
Muggs scratching quotes below] Move it YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Move it YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] [Ice Cube] Ugh, bailed through
bout it bout it (bout it) Nigga this, nigga that, we do this, we do that Talkin' that shit'll get yo' wig blew back You knew that, we do that, like it
it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it'
condo You know the name ask Jermaine on cut though Wooh, you talking funny, would you fucking with the franchise? I decide how much you form the shit we
know how to act I'll attack and make you vomit Down with Kahlid Abdul Muhammad Do he got a brother, I'm it now I'm the illest wanna kill this house
did something So why are you fronting I'm in for ten years and I'll still wanted You heard me homie! Or do you try to tell it to the dumdums They call
be realer than most niggas How many faces you got I mean ma nigga come on You be a different person every time the TV come on Nigga it ain't real if you
-ge-get it, and you di-di-didn't And I admit it, I'm really 'bout to show you how I do If you know you a hater, this dedicated to you You hatin' my last
suit, nigga Recognize, like Sam Sneed'll "back down" You sick and tired of wack niggaz, then act now I show you how it's done, nigga, Gilla House Give you
gold Boy how you get grill that way and how much did you pay? Every time I see you, tha first thing I'm gon' say hey Smile fo me daddy, what you lookin
block You in tha hood gettin' shot We quick ta show you what we bout You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth We quick ta show you what we bout You quick
it's greater You know how we ride I got love for all niggaz from the EastSide It was me, Ant Banks and Shorty B All we need to do is find my nigga PeeWee