aint nothin goin on
but the bomb ass rap song
hittin all night long
just like me on the black and white ivory
gettin six on a tree you dont wanna see a G
break yo ass like dishes
buster ass tricks
sleep with the fishes
runnin from Lenox up at Venice
they wanna have me in stripes
like dennis the menace
but that aint poppin aint no stopping
4 hoppin ass droppin
coupe deville
my troop can ill fool I got skills so
back on up before I check that chin
down as fuck and I'm full of Henn
chorus
you gets no love and I thought you knew it
fool you know how we do it
coming from the westside
chillin with the homies
smelling the bud
double parked and I'm talking to Dub about
who got a plan who got a plot
who got got and who got shot
cuz everybody knows that he got the info
crazy toons hangin out the window
fool I got them bomb ass tapes
the lynch mob, planet of the apes
I'm down with 8, and Watts up
Cam and Solo they got nuts
when Ice Cube write a sentence
I want the bomb just like George Clinton
SKP is bound to catch a body
put on knee-deep we'll turn out your party
chorus
Jack be nimble and Jack be quick
if you wanna jack me on a lick
cuz I'm that fool from South Central
you think you stuck yourself with a number 2 pencil
that's how I poke hot lead in yo ass
with more bounce to the ounce in the dash
mash up van ness headed for the west
everything is great, slow down for the dip
on 108 and keep mashin
don't drink and drive to keep the 4 from crashin
stashing a glock and I thought you knew it
chorus