feat. Lil Jon, Snoop Dogg)
Nigga you need to stop snitchin!
All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin
N*gga if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf*ckin concrete
Yo if you're f*cked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n*gga what's up
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*ck ya
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n*gga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf*ckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n*gga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' a*s, you can come try n*gga (HEY!)
In the hood, all the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth b*tch (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look at Mr. Jackson, n*gga with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, n*ggaz paranoid (hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts
If you a scared motherf*cker go to church (GO TO CHURCH)
If you a gutter motherf*cker do your dirt (A DO YOUR DIRT)
If you a down motherf*cker put in work (A PUT IN WORK)
IF you a crazy motherf*cker go berzerk (A GO BERZERK!)
Click clackin, pistol-packin, Crip raggin folio
Who the only n*gga in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw b*tch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off crackers; can you imagine how I keep s*it crackin?
It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin
I flash with the bling I sur-pass the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix hash with the green I'm the, last of the kings
If I got a b*tch with me she got a*s in them jeans
Rollin through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin all you suckers cause you all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, n*gga what's up?
You run up with that bulls*it I'll f*ck yo' ass up
You scared, you scared
You scared motherf*cker you scared
You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared)
You scared motherf*cker you scared (you scared)
It goes one for the money (HEY) two for the show (YEAH)
Three for the pussy, fo' for the glow (HEY)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (NAH)
Seven for the numbers of them f*ckin zeroes (WHAT?)
Eight for haters, nine for the cause
Ten for my n*ggaz, behind big bars (HEY)
F*ck these devils, and they laws (YEAH!)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls |
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