[Ice Cube]. Say Earl let's get it crack-a-latin in this bitch... Uhh.. nigga nigga.. y'know (y'know) y'know!. Uhh Ice Cube and E-40 up in this motherfucker. (Ice Cube and E-40) For those that don't know. we do it like this (like how?) We do it like this (like this). I gotta say some shit 'fore we start the single. I'm sick of motherfuckers bitin 40 lingo. Everytime I see yo' bitch ass you got a jingle. and you ain't wrote shit got it from my people. Your whole ego is evil negro fo'rizzo we go. get the Desert Eagle blast on your Regal. Your dub no "California Love" California slugs. from California bloods and Calfironia cuz. [E-40]. Dip ridin them little itty bitty ass wheels. in the town like you might see on shoppin carts. If I ain't ridin mustard or mayonnaise-zinas(?). and bowed toes (?) low on horse. then I'm bluffin I'm less than nothin a constipated dude. Constantly fartin but I'm really supposed to be shittin on fools. Peep - Ice Cube and E-40 doin a track together. That's HEAT! Players it don't get no better than this pimpin. That's HEAT! Two of the most grizzliest and Godzilla-ass niggaz. to ever touch the mic.. (touch the mic). [Chorus: repeat 2X]. [I] Behind gates heaven or hell mansion or jail. Keepin it real two niggaz from the hood makin mill's. [E] Behind gates heaven or hell mansion or jail. Was destined to have somethin pimpin be about your mail. [E-40]. NOW! I might talk a different language but I'm not Scottish. Got more homies in jail than I do in college. I'm a cold piece of (?) - slide through the park. and come back every fifteen minutes in a different car. on the strength of flamboastin pu-uh-purposes. Smokin burners (burners). Finger on my thumper (thumper) in this concrete habitat. Never know when you just might have to put a head on flat. [Ice Cube]. Our status is penthouses yo' ass is rent houses. We got ten houses can't even spend ours. We go invent ours in about ten hours. Comin with that mob-ass shit it's a hit bitch. Broke bitch turn into a rich bitch. Every trick bitch wanna be a legit bitch. We got big ol' big gold gates. We got big ol' big gold nickel plates (who is it?). [Chorus]. [Ice Cube]. Let me tell you broke niggaz can't offend me. Evidently yo' Bentley musta said "rent me". I see you rollin lookin stolen L.A.P.D.. is actin just like me they can't believe what they see. Pull you over it's over nigga can't be sober. Rollin through this neighborhood fool nice to know ya. Fakin like you got the bacon with that tickin-ass Rolex. A nigga blast til the soul reflects. [E-40]. My roots grew up tearin projects players shootin craps pimpin. Placin side bets hair full of naps pimpin. Bunch of ruffnecks play the old tracks mayne. Money cars sex servin cocaine. White girl wedding dress in the dope game. Block cleaners poppin out of my Ford Excursion truck. with heaters poppin at all of my enemies better duck. Even though I'm makin tapes I'm still stuck.