[Ice Cube]. You don't wanna fuck wit these. You don't wanna fuck wit these. Run up you big-ass bitch and I'll have you clockin G's. Wit my knockout jab mess around and stab. yo' ass in the gut I don't give a fuck. Down with the brown clownin these honkies. that got us in the mix with they 666. Tricks get found stinkin like tuna. Bailin through your hood in my fresh suede Pumas. And I don't hit gates nigga pump yo' brakes. cause I ain't runnin you better start gunnin. Take your hand off your metal. There's nowhere to hide cause the world is a ghetto. Want my afro long like Mad Dawg. on a velvet poster 40 on the coaster. cause moms don't play that shit. Been hard on a nigga since (?)8-8-6(?). Sayin you need Jesus cause I got the fresh sweatshirt. with the three fat creases. And it's on like that nigga where you at?. At a phone booth I'm comin in the Coupe. Beanie pull over fool there they go. Drive real slow so we can let them hoes know. that G's even bust on L.A.P.D.'s. Make 'em eat cheese cause they don't wanna fuck with these. And he don't wanna fuck wit these. I got mo' flavor than a hoe with a dick. and a stick of gum on her tongue I get you sprung. with the psycho-alpha-disco my fist go. in my pocket grabbin on my pistol. But I won't pull it out til it's time to spit. Make the girls say \"Damn niggaz can't have shit\". Cause I see Satan waitin in the cut. for this black motherfucker to bail out his hut. And I don't give a mad-ass fuck. about a sheriff who's tryin to tear-off a (??). My chinny chin chin hit him up with the right. and then I bend bend got his ass in my sight. My Chuck's hit the cement then I bent the corner. Yellin \"+Cop Killer+ and fuck Time-Warner\". Got the wick-a-tick(??) niggaz say damn he's so sweet. Hypnotize yo' ass like that shit \"Knee Deep\". And you hate it gang-affiliated. Niggaz be bumpin just a little somethin. from that loc'ed out nigga that cater to the O.G.'s. And let you know that you don't wanna fuck wit these. And you don't wanna fuck wit these. And you don't wanna fuck wit these. Rollin through the hood when I see a bitch. I hit the switch she's on my dick. Fresh t-shirt thick like I hangs. They say I got St. Ide's rushin through my veins. from the CRASH units all the way to Vice. They claimin Ice Cube ain't nuttin nice. cause I keep hittin fuck Bill Clinton. No repentin just representin. I can walk through the park cause it's crazy after dark. Keep my hand on my gun cause I ain't the one. Bang you're dead brains out your head. I wish I was the nigga that invented infrared. Now I got it poppin but what's that odor?. Smells like a hot pot of that bakin soda. Cause I know nigs from A's to Z's slangin ki's. Sayin you don't wanna fuck wit these. Nigga please