Hey yo !
Check it out !
Check check the check a check it out !
Check it out !
Check check the check a check it out !
You're listenin to the m****p***kin man himself
[word up]
The D-O-G !
[Yeah]
Yeah, there's a lotta dogs out there, huh
but face it: right about now,
you're dealin with the hardest m****p***ka on the planet
[that's right]
Hey lemme tell you a little bit o' s*** about myself
[yeah, kick that s***]
Punk !
Came out with a jam that had the whole world stompin
t**le of the track: "f*** Compton !"
Yeah, the record was a hit
and DJ Quik was on my m****p***kin d*** [haha]
Now you say the boy is a madman
I'm eatin more fowls than Pac-Man
I got props, loungin by the shops
I don't need cops I bust shots with my glock
Now b****** want to see me
and punk m****p***kaz on the charts want to be me
I got the wick-ed [Hey yo, kick it]
renegade style coz I'm versatile
I'm super superb master stereo, where are ya ?
Heavier, I can never ever be scattier [Whoow]
Coz my rhymes is the force
I get vexed [?? as I ??] trigger some crazy horse [word up]
You get torn a new a******
and I'll pip slap that a** like my m****p***kin last ho
The b**** is upset
She want a m****p***kin L when she got Keith Sweat
But I'm still hittin skins
I cut her off back then, now I'm f***** all her friends [d***]
Yeah the Dog don't play
I got b****** in LA and around the way
So leave the drama for your mama
n***** talkin s*** when they don't know that I'm a
crazy m****p***ka, I'll smoke you in a minute
Anytime you hear about a fight you know I'm in it
But you cuss, moan and ramble
and still don't realize that your life's a gamble
You gets nut, Dog is no bluff
Ruff and ruff I get tuff with the quick stuff
[CHORUS:]
Coz I don't give a f*** [Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
And you punk m****p***kaz better shut the f*** up
I don't give a f***, yeah [Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
All you b**** a** n***** better shut the f*** up
(2x)
Know what I'm sayin ? [Word up]
n***** don't know how I'm livin down here in this m****p***ka
[That's right yo]
You talkin 'bout rollin with a gat
They see you come with a bat
You know what I'm sayin ?
I'm smokin n***** on the mic
What the f*** is you doin ? [Word up]
Hey yo, let me drop some s*** to you all like this
[Drop that s***, Dog] [Kick it] [Let n***** know]
I'm a terrorist, my mouth is a wax-o-phone
I'm blowin s*** up like a saxophone
When I step into the crowd n***** are on
I grab the mic and start yes yo'in
Word up I'm about to tear s*** up
And b**** a** n***** can just shut the f*** up, go [?? head ??] up
Or get [?? wet ??] up, coz I'm dead up
I'll beat yo monkey a** and you know I won't let off
Kickin a** like a donkey
It's return of the m****p***kin Hip-Hop junkie
Yeah, you say he's that good
Gold teeth, black shades and a m****p***kin fat hood
But don't jump on my d***
Because I'll f*** you in the a** 'till it's covered with s***
Yeah boy I'm a freak
And if we was up North you'd be callin me Big Zeke [whoow]
Coz when I'm on stage I do damage
I'm the m****p***kin microphone bandit
I got rhymes pon c***
You get shot with the glock from my mouth, you'll be shocked
The wickedest man alive with the technique
Suckers try to get me, but don't even sweat me
Coz when I rhyme s*** is in order
Huh ! I'm the man that f***** your daughter
I'm outta order, suckers think I'm sympathetic
They're pathetic, I won't let it
So punk, don't sweat it
I reign hard like thunder
n***** dissin me, gettin put the f*** under
I got the notion, smooth like lotion
Even when I'm on stage b****** are open
So go push your luck
I ain't got s*** to lose so I don't give a f***
Yeah, see what I'm sayin you b**** a** m****p***ka
[Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
Stop talkin that ol' bullshit you're kickin
Yo jerry curl wearin b****
Yeay, you keep rollin with that m****p***kin crew
We ain't even gotta go that way let's get on the mic
You don't want to do that
Coz I'll end yo f***** career
You b**** a** m****p***ka, yeah
And I'm out
[Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
Check it out !
Check check the check a check it out !
Check it out !
Check check the check a check it out !
You're listenin to the m****p***kin man himself
[word up]
The D-O-G !
[Yeah]
Yeah, there's a lotta dogs out there, huh
but face it: right about now,
you're dealin with the hardest m****p***ka on the planet
[that's right]
Hey lemme tell you a little bit o' s*** about myself
[yeah, kick that s***]
Punk !
Came out with a jam that had the whole world stompin
t**le of the track: "f*** Compton !"
Yeah, the record was a hit
and DJ Quik was on my m****p***kin d*** [haha]
Now you say the boy is a madman
I'm eatin more fowls than Pac-Man
I got props, loungin by the shops
I don't need cops I bust shots with my glock
Now b****** want to see me
and punk m****p***kaz on the charts want to be me
I got the wick-ed [Hey yo, kick it]
renegade style coz I'm versatile
I'm super superb master stereo, where are ya ?
Heavier, I can never ever be scattier [Whoow]
Coz my rhymes is the force
I get vexed [?? as I ??] trigger some crazy horse [word up]
You get torn a new a******
and I'll pip slap that a** like my m****p***kin last ho
The b**** is upset
She want a m****p***kin L when she got Keith Sweat
But I'm still hittin skins
I cut her off back then, now I'm f***** all her friends [d***]
Yeah the Dog don't play
I got b****** in LA and around the way
So leave the drama for your mama
n***** talkin s*** when they don't know that I'm a
crazy m****p***ka, I'll smoke you in a minute
Anytime you hear about a fight you know I'm in it
But you cuss, moan and ramble
and still don't realize that your life's a gamble
You gets nut, Dog is no bluff
Ruff and ruff I get tuff with the quick stuff
[CHORUS:]
Coz I don't give a f*** [Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
And you punk m****p***kaz better shut the f*** up
I don't give a f***, yeah [Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
All you b**** a** n***** better shut the f*** up
(2x)
Know what I'm sayin ? [Word up]
n***** don't know how I'm livin down here in this m****p***ka
[That's right yo]
You talkin 'bout rollin with a gat
They see you come with a bat
You know what I'm sayin ?
I'm smokin n***** on the mic
What the f*** is you doin ? [Word up]
Hey yo, let me drop some s*** to you all like this
[Drop that s***, Dog] [Kick it] [Let n***** know]
I'm a terrorist, my mouth is a wax-o-phone
I'm blowin s*** up like a saxophone
When I step into the crowd n***** are on
I grab the mic and start yes yo'in
Word up I'm about to tear s*** up
And b**** a** n***** can just shut the f*** up, go [?? head ??] up
Or get [?? wet ??] up, coz I'm dead up
I'll beat yo monkey a** and you know I won't let off
Kickin a** like a donkey
It's return of the m****p***kin Hip-Hop junkie
Yeah, you say he's that good
Gold teeth, black shades and a m****p***kin fat hood
But don't jump on my d***
Because I'll f*** you in the a** 'till it's covered with s***
Yeah boy I'm a freak
And if we was up North you'd be callin me Big Zeke [whoow]
Coz when I'm on stage I do damage
I'm the m****p***kin microphone bandit
I got rhymes pon c***
You get shot with the glock from my mouth, you'll be shocked
The wickedest man alive with the technique
Suckers try to get me, but don't even sweat me
Coz when I rhyme s*** is in order
Huh ! I'm the man that f***** your daughter
I'm outta order, suckers think I'm sympathetic
They're pathetic, I won't let it
So punk, don't sweat it
I reign hard like thunder
n***** dissin me, gettin put the f*** under
I got the notion, smooth like lotion
Even when I'm on stage b****** are open
So go push your luck
I ain't got s*** to lose so I don't give a f***
Yeah, see what I'm sayin you b**** a** m****p***ka
[Do that s***, do that s***, do it]
Stop talkin that ol' bullshit you're kickin
Yo jerry curl wearin b****
Yeay, you keep rollin with that m****p***kin crew
We ain't even gotta go that way let's get on the mic
You don't want to do that
Coz I'll end yo f***** career
You b**** a** m****p***ka, yeah
And I'm out
[Do that s***, do that s***, do it]