I dont know bout y'all man
but im ready to get my motherf**in smoke on
I want some of dat green sh**, hell yeah,
Let's burn, all the ghettos, hey wa**up kid?
Chorus: Crucial Conflict
Roll somethin, roll somethin
them n***as aint talkin bout sh**
(bout sh**, bout sh**)
Roll somethin, roll somethin
just cause you just cant hang wit dis
(wit dis, wit dis, wit dis)
Verse One: Wildstyle
Yall n***as aint sh**, nothing to fool with, we too swift
giddy up and get down all you n***as aint do sh**
one rap down round two chop it off like cool whip(whip)
rowdy runnin rodeo can't ride
fronting in two clips shocking like shocker
evertime I pop you knock out the box, better move quick flick
comin out of the back in this motherf**er
yall disgusted bustas cant be trusted for nothing
f**ing with this hillbilly wild westside
C-H-I-T-O-W-N and it's on for life
nothing nice, no ice, you chase
we f**in n***as up across the nation
wit no lubracation dick is thick
and coming at them like Hitler (f** you)
act like you dont hear me then,
wake up high we in your chin
we embursted with a curse and be worse
first and kick first now vice-versa
two feet first they kick first and worse
reimburse the winning 'cause I'm first at somethin
Chorus
Verse Two: Never
Put it on your a** motherf**er
we k** them up bad (k** em up bad)
Hold that one sh** when you f**ing with the flick
you was talking that sh** but you couldnt last
bring to you hoes knockin down your door
tryin to knock some chunks out yo rump,
at night to the broad daylight
if you wanna gang fight droppin yall one by one,
coming at them with the quickness with the flickness,
gonna sign your d**h wish
'cause you gonna get dealt with,
slappin you hoes makin sure your eyes closed
take em out by mouth and blindfold
with the foot on your chest you know the rest n***a
got us pissed off die for mine, raise up get blazed
anyways get sprayed your laying in the grave,
pop em, drop em, re-co*k em,
then squeeze them we deceased to be the defeated,
repeat em and treat em like read em rights
I aint finna brag but the man cant hang
with the bogus man
treat like a punk a** trick,
put a row gonna be closed casket
serious n***a f** that laughing
try to f** with us we be blasting, smashin
Chorus
Verse Three: Coldhard
Buck buck, pump pump, drop drop,
we drop, bluck, hit you wit da teck
what da deck? run up your debt wit no sweat and we dont regret
disrespecting your click,
f** you b**h, pull out the sh** that got yo dangling
picture with a n***a now hangin figure let you big up (?)
got me strapped in, bust a cap, but I'm warnin ya, dont want none
start sh** that you just cant finish,
be the end, and the family ended
sorry it gotta be this way but I'm sick get a gangsta plate
so now i got a rodeo, one warrant then blow me up, up, up
and away, with my team it aint no thang,
spoil your dreams, a murder theme
we dont want any crap, I'm bounty clean,
snatch that hoe and take them dividends
I mean I'm gonna f** you, what can i do about me? Hennessy
you inferior to the new king what you hollerin? a silent scream
Chorus
Verse Four: Kilo
Come, (Come) ride her a** and cum(?) and be up
send the same aint buy not sh** where motherf**ers came from
(????) sh** that can get you straight knocked the f** out
knowing you a b**h, a person,
just stop cursin' thats why I'm refrainin from hurtin yo a**
punk n***a,trick n***a, b**h n***a, f*g,
say somethin smart and watch you get tagged
wit a motherf**in bat,
who got so scared when soem tellin yo a** n***a
act like a b**h start to cry (?) ready supplies,
get em rawhide fight to the d**h and I won't be denied
your life like Pete's eye
mother f**er on rye them thangs'll die,
touch me I'm alive, why set yo a** to fire b**h (?)
snap off your two nuts right quick
n***as aint talking bout nothin slick
and sh** to deal with, roll somethin
Chorus 2x