Yeah, c'mon, yeah
Some of this ol' hype sh**, you know what I'm saying?
f** with it, punk n***a, yeah
Here we go with this ill sh**, I knew I had to kick it
Bout these punk a** n***as in the town thinking they wicked
It's my time, thought I couldn't spit rhymes?
Well my sh** grinds, so kick back and watch me get mine
You fake a** popping that sh** but can't fade
Talking about you're better, but n***a who's getting paid?
So wake up, your wack a** is weak as f**
Raise up off my f**ing nuts cause n***a your sh** s**s
Fake rapper with your fat-a** ego
Boy you ain't moving sh** in the E-A-S-T O
Cause it's the city where the boys side, fool
(Awwwwwwww sh**!) Now you know what they riding to
Straight funk from the Crew that's Dangerous
And punk n***as like you can't hang with us
So get your b**h a** back before you get smacked
With the motherf**ing rat-tat-tat-tat-tat
Motherf**ers don't f** around, with the big Banks from Oaktown
Motherf**ers don't f** around, or your punk a** will get beat down
Yeah, it goes down in the motherf**ing town of Oakland
Try to clown and your a** gets smashed and smoked and
A lotta n***as I know grew up straight marks
Now they think they hard
(n***a what's up, you want some funk, what's happening boy?)
Rolling with the crew, n***as deep as f**
But when the sh** goes down, your a** gots to cut
Punk n***a needs his a** kicked
Show that noggin on my block and I'm a blast it
Cause I done had it with the bullsh**
You tapping all that lip, you wanna scrap, you getting fooled, b**h
Think you tough with the sh** you talk
Behind a n***a back, ain't setting it off
You wanna go toe-to-toe come with it
Oh I forgot, you just a punk, forget it
Motherf**ers don't f** around, with the big Banks from Oaktown
Motherf**ers don't f** around, or your punk a** will get beat down
I know you jealous of my crew and that's funny as hell
And all the hoes in the town know it's easy to tell
Your b**h is creeping to my house on the late night
s**ing on my dick like a motherf**ing base pipe, yeah
That's why I'm like breaking it down to ya
The whole click is making their rounds, n***a
Tramp s*ut with the big ol' bu*t
Drinking gallons of nut, so boy you know what's up
Stop fronting, and playing them b**h-a** games
Before your a** gets smoked and I ain't playing no games
Don't trip just because you know I'm talking to you
And when my boys catch you slipping, your a** is through
Cause I come from the crew that's Dangerous
And punk n***as like you can't hang with us
So get your b**h-a** back before you cold get
Smacked with the motherf**ing rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!
Yeah, punk motherf**er, know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Crew in that motherf**ing a**, n***a
Motherf**ers don't f** around, with the big Banks from Oaktown
Motherf**ers don't f** around, or your punk a** will get beat down