yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

yo

mack 10

it's always good to have a little change

in your life ain't that right pras?

yo

hahaha that's right well let me run it

check it

we do things and hood bangers

g's as we are

well even mack can do a bar with a refugee all-star

pras dance round the border like he cassius clay

while i press round the hood with a big ak

stay fresh and unpredictable

they thought they knew me

they say; how can a thug from cali bust with a fugee?

cause i write and make. ignite

easy on the treble

now turn the bass up and check my mic level

as i get down

let mama peekin

but ain't speakin

i guess this gang-bangin thug. got baby tweakin

said your outfit is tight

it's my favorite color red

and plus your little black. is cute with your dreads

bet you ain't never had a nigga that roll a six-fo

hit a switch and then hop into a six double-o

you know

street niggas make the game twice as nice

so add a little spice and put a thug in your life

weeeeeee. we got dirty cash for weed yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

something for the streets

for all my thugs and freaks yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

you

oooo

you

you better get up of your. from a hooter

alcatraz

ain't no tellin where you might get blast yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

yes

yes y'all it's dirty cash y'all

from the east to the west i manifest y'all

doin interviews with harper bazaar

how bizarre

you're sit back smokin big cuban cigars

yo

fly guys want getting jackin and fly cars

if it's up to me

you'll get blast when the hole pars

thus far

no one can spar with my little troth

from the flat bush i'll rip y'all and bust your jaw to crenshaw

flowin with pras and some splash down to jamaica

meet you at the shock bar

on la cienega

place your bet yo pay your debt

you cats with the fake crepes

i'll bust you with my twin-tack

for talkin out the side of your neck

aiyyo check

we can showdown and lowdown when i'm sunset

make your move cowboy this ain't hollywood

you got no business's in the hood

inglewood!

weeeeeee. we got dirty cash for weed yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

something for the streets

for all my thugs and freaks yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

you

oooo

you

you better get up of your. from a hooter

alcatraz

ain't no tellin where you might get blast yeah 'eh yeah 'eh

would wise in ninety dance hall

bounce to this

hip-hoppers with the dress

smoke an ounce to this

i spittin hits

lyrically swift

speakin of business

reptile

formerly know

jersey delinquent

nasty son of a gun

give up the funds

we come down hard like a huned and twenty tons

refugee camp

pumpin out the thousand watt amps

created more than a monster like the loch ness

all hell's about to break when i'm loose

tacklin

like gorilla monsoon naggin you like mom dukes

to get a haircut; we put you niggas in a bear hug

i dare thugs

tellin niggas do it like nike air" slugs