The Wrong Nigga To **** Wit

God damn, it's a brand new payback

From the straight ******* mack in straight ******* black

How many mother****ers gotta pay

Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK

Caps gotta get pealed

Cause The Nigga Ya Love to hate still can Kill at Will

It ain't no pop cause that sucks

And you can New Jack SWING on my ****

Down wit the niggaz that I bail out

I'm platinum ***** and I didn't have to sell out

**** you Ice Cube, that's what the people say

**** AmeriKKKa, still wit hthe triple K

Cause you know when my nine goes buck

it'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up

Now let's see who'll drop

Punk mother****ers tryin to ban hip hop

**** RandB and the runnin man

I'm the one that stand, with the gun in hand

Make sure before you buck wit duck quick

Punk, cause I'm the wrong nigga to **** wit

I'ma let y'all know one thing man

Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em

Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the mother****in LM

It's the number one crew in the area

Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya

Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt

Punks roll when I put in work

cause Lench Mob niggaz are the craziest

And y'all mother****ers can't fade my shit

South Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell

Hittin fools up with the big ass L

One time can't hold me back

Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs

Stop givin juice to the Raiders

Cause Al Davis, never paid us

I hope he wear a vest

It's all about the L E N C H y'all know the rest

Mother****in crew, mother****in mob

Do a mother****in job in a mother****in squad

In '91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger

And I'm the wrong nigga to **** with

One and two, ah three e and ah four and

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute

Drop a old school beat

Like I said, it's a brand new payback

9 91, Let's see who beats the jack

Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller

Keep the wack beats out true mother****in baller

And hoes can't roll on

Even ******* looking like En Vogue gotta Hold On

Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic

I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards

I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blew

goin up against the Zulu

Break his spine like a jellyfish

Kick his ass til I'm smellin shit

Off wit the head, off wit the head I say

And watch the devil start kickin

Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger lickin

Yo, turn him over wit a spatula

Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker

Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick

Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to **** with

Last person in the world you wanna **** with