Intro:
Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up
Whassup nigga?
Get over there... shit
Ya lil punk ass nigga
C`mere, c`mere, c`mere boy
God damnit you stop that shit now
Take him to jail and get him the hell from in front of this house
Now wait a minute, wait a minute, hey man
Whassup?
Wait a minute?
There are police, go!
Verse One:
Give me that beat fool, it`s a full time jack move
Chilly Chill, yo homie mack the track move
And I`ll jack any Tom, Dick and Hank
That`s the name of the SUCKERS I done ganked
I get away from a copper
Drop a dime, I`ll break you off somethin proper
With the L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B
T-Bone and that`s J.D.
And here`s how we`ll greet ya
Stop fool, come off that beat ya
feel dumb cause you`re caught in the dark
(ya lil nuttin ass mark)
Raise up, cause you cant` have it back
You said - I ain`t never got gaffled like that
Off the end of the gat you choke
Short Dog`s in the house - Whattup loc?
Nuttin but a come up
Gimme that bass, and don`t try to run up
Cause you`ll get banked somethin sweet
Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin for beats
Verse Two:
Huh, and even if you`re down with my crew
*Yo Chuck man, i dodn`t understand this man
You got to slow down*
I jack them too
And then we`ll freak it
Kick that bass, and look what we did
Fade the grade, played, and made a few mil
and I keep stealin
Ice Cube`ll make it funky
But right about now - *let`s get up in the hump*
But I don`t party and shake my butt
I leave that to the brothers with the funny haircurs
And it`ll drive you nuts
Steal your beat, and give it that gangsta touch
Like jackin at night
Say hi to the three fifty-seven I`m packin
And it sounds so sweet
Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin for beats
Verse Three:
Ice Cube, will take a funky beat and reshape it
Locate a dope break, and then I break it
And give it that gangsta lean
Dead in your face as I turn up the bass
I make punk suckers run and duck because
I don`t try to hide cause you know that I love to
jack a fool for his beat and then I`m Audi
So when I come to your town don`t crowd me
Cause I know, you`re gonna wanna kick it with me
But I know, none of y`all can get with me
So you think you`re protected
Well you are til you put a funky beat on a record
Then I have to show and prove and use your groove
Cause suckers can`t fade the Cube
And if I jack you and you keep comin
I`ll have you marks a 100 Miles and Running!
*stop stop stop stop stop!
sa-prize, niggaz*
