Who's f****** Who? Lyrics

[nows our chance to get em..yeah...
f*** Tim Dog, cause the boy aint s***...
f*** Tim Dog, f*** you b****!
f*** Tim Dog, in the biker shorts...
Cause the boy aint s***...I'm a f*** you up...
f*** Tim Dog, in the biker shorts...
f*** Tim Dog..f***...f*** you!...
f*** Tim Dog, cause the boy aint s***...
f*** Tim Dog..f***..f*** you!]

Attention m***********s geah attention.
The brother who don't quit is back with the gangsta s***.
Mike T, my m*****f*****g right trigger
play the drums so I can buck this n****.
It all started like a game so watch him spit.
When a fool tried to come up off a gimmick.
So if its tag, I guess its my turn.
I grab your bullshit cap and start to burn.
Fool, you picked the wrong place, at the wrong time.
So watch the driveby punk cause your a**'s mine.
I set the fire to the fuse so now its too late.
Cause with your [wick wack] s*** you can't touch the Eiht.
The Comptonator, the Compton cyco. Compton, Compton,
Punk, we stomping.
CMW shutting em down so start ducking.
No where to run so you know who's f****** who.
[Tim Dog...f*** you b****!...Oh yeah...
Tim Dog...f***...f*** you...biiiitch...
Oh Yeah, It aint over m***********...
South Bronx...Bullshit City...South Bronx...Bullshit City...
Tim Dog's going out on a stretcher...
Tim Dog's going out on a stretcher...
f*** You...South Bronx...Bullshit City...
f*** You...South Bronx...Bullshit City...
Southpaw...f*** all y'all..