[Hook]
While your shuckin' and jivin' I'll be drivin'
Rollin' in my SUV (Westside n***a)
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
Cause I'm a super super star (Staaaar)
You know we're super super star (Staaaar)
[Ice Cube]
Everybody know jail records sell records
I'mma catch a case come to court n***a bail naked
I got the formula double murder equal double platinum
I know these b**h n***as wonderin' why I'm bustin' at em
The rich and famous ignoramus
It's kind of heinous with the picture of the world that he paint us
The most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug got
Ain't enough n***a where your mug shot?
Where's your drug spot n***a yous a was-not
I can't bump your sh** if you never was shot
Before you bust a verse n***a go snatch a purse
You ain't my dogg till you laid up in a hearse
And you'll learn about loyalty when the record company
Try to f** your family out the royalty
Your number one with a bullet and you took it in the back
Goddamn that n***a can rap
[Hook]
[Mack 10]
Now break me down check my resume tell me what it say
It's the hood or nothing cross em out and put a K
No NO it don't matter how good you spit
If you ain't hit the trauma unit they ain't playin' your sh**
Who gives a f** if your money and game up to par
Cause jail time and bullets make a n***a a star
But it's a shame you ain't gettin' no real a** figures
Got these white kid fools like you some real a** n***as
But most of ya'll is cowards ain't nothin' like me
Cause I'm a Westside motherf**er Inglewood G
And f** sellin' records if I gotta get murked
I'd rather put my hustle down cook and cut up work
And it ain't but a few real k**as and scrappers
And all these so-called gangstas really backpack rappers
And I can care less about a battle with sk**s
Cause when you bump Mack 10 you get the real reel
[Hook]
[Ice Cube]
f**ed up down the game is f**ed up now
This new rapper got shot and looked up now n***a
f** a peace service soon as Dub hit the surface
I got em shakin' and nervous cause ya'll done created a murderous
Brazen tattoo so blaze the zag fool afraid the gat you
Got my gauge right at you
f** Paula Abdul I'm an American Idol
With my album cover posin' with a semi auto rifle
Cause murderin' vital cells and steels ain't real enough
The media wants drama so I ain't givin' a f**
If I k** me a n***a won't get shot in the heart
I can hit the countdown to one-o-six and park
So bang this sh** n***a hang that sh**
You say you don't but I know you love this gangsta-sh** n***a
Cause bullet holes and record sales go to together
Like cops and radars, ash and A&R
[Ice Cube]
To all my n***as lovin' chicken and watermelon
Talk broken English and drug sellin'
Rap murderous lyrics and story tellin'
You got to be a felon to get your sh** sellin'
And if it got to be that way
A n***a murder me a rapper today
It just happened today
So if I come clappin' your way
It's just to sell what a n***a sold back in the day
Bang this and my n***as get dangerous
Bang this with a four five stainless
Bang this and the b**hes go brainless
Bang this if you want to be famous
Bang this and my n***as get dangerous
Bang this with a four five stainless
Bang this and the b**hes go brainless
Bang this if you want to be famous