Goddamn, it's a brand new payback From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black How many motherfuckers 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 nuts Down wit the niggaz that I bail out I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out Fuck you Ice Cube, that's what the people say Fuck Amerikkka, still wit the triple K 'Cause you know when my nine goes pop It'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up Now, let's see who'll drop Punk motherfuckers tryin' to ban Hip-Hop Fuck R&B and the runnin' man I'm the one that stand with the gun in hand Make sure before you buck with Duck Quick Punk, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck 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 motherfuckin' L.M. 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 motherfuckers 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 Motherfuckin' crew, motherfuckin' mob Do a motherfuckin' job in a motherfuckin' squad In '91, Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit 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 Now in '91, let's see who beats the jack Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller Keep the wack beats out, true, motherfuckin' baller And hoes can't roll on even bitches 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 blue, 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 fuck wit Last person in the world you wanna fuck with Last person in the world you wanna fuck with Last person in the world you wanna fuck with © WB MUSIC CORP.; BRIDGEPORT MUSIC INC; GANGSTA BOOGIE MUSIC; RUBBER BAND MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com