Lyrics
[Snoop Dogg]
N**** you need to stop snitchin!
All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin
N**** if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n**** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf***ers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood, all the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth b**** (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look at Mr. Jackson, n**** with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, n****z paranoid (hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts
[Chorus: x2]
If you a scared motherf***er go to church (GO TO CHURCH)
If you a gutter motherf***er do your dirt (A DO YOUR DIRT)
If you a down motherf***er put in work (A PUT IN WORK)
IF you a crazy motherf***er go berzerk (A GO BERZERK!)
[Snoop Dogg]
Click clackin, pistol-packin, Crip raggin folio
Who the only n**** in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw b****, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off crackers; can you imagine how I keep s*** crackin?
It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin
I flash with the bling I sur-pa** the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix hash with the green I'm the, last of the kings
If I got a b**** with me she got a** in them jeans
Rollin through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin' all you suckers cause you all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, n**** what's up?
You run up with that bulls*** I'll f*** yo' a** up
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x2]
You scared, you scared
You scared motherf***er you scared
You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared)
You scared motherf***er you scared (you scared)
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
It goes one for the money (HEY) two for the show (YEAH)
Three for the p****, fo' for the glow (HEY)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (NAH)
Seven for the numbers of them f***in zeroes (WHAT?)
Eight for haters, nine for the cause
Ten for my n****z, behind big bars (HEY)
F*** these devils, and they laws (YEAH!)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls
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