เนื้อเพลง The Wrong N*gga to F*ck Wit - Ice Cube
เนื้อเพลง The Wrong N*gga to F*ck Wit
[Verse One]
God damn, it's a brand new payback
From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black
How many motherf*ckers gotta pay
Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK
Caps gotta get pealed
Cause "The N*gga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will"
It ain't no pop cause that s*cks
And you can New Jack SWING on my nuts
Down wit the n*ggaz that I bail out
I'm platinum b*tch and I didn't have to sell out
F*ck you Ice Cube, that's what the people say
F*ck 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 motherf*ckers tryin to ban hip-hop
F*ck R&B 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 N*gga to F*ck Wit
"I'ma let y'all know one thing man.."
[Verse Two]
Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em
Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherf*ckin 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 n*ggaz are the craziest
And y'all motherf*ckers can't fade my sh*t
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
Motherf*ckin crew, motherf*ckin mob
Do a motherf*ckin job in a motherf*ckin squad
In '91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger
And I'm the wrong n*gga to f*ck with
"One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and.."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute"
[Cube] Drop a old school beat!
[Verse Three]
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 motherf*ckin baller
And hoes can't roll on
Even b*tches 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 sh*t
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 n*gga to f*ck with!
"Last person in the world you wanna f*ck with.." [repeat 3X]