The Wrong Nigga To Fuck Wit Songtext / Lyric

[Verse One]

God damn, it's a brand new payback

From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black

How many motherfuckers gotta pay

Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK

Caps gotta get pealed

Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will"

It ain't no pop cause that sucks

And you can New Jack SWING on my nuts

Down wit the niggaz that I bail out

I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out

Fuck you Ice Cube, that's what the people say

Fuck AmeriKKKa, still wit hthe triple K

Cause you know when my nine goes buck

it'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up

Now let's see who'll drop

Punk motherfuckers tryin to ban hip-hop

Fuck R&B and the runnin man

I'm the one that stand, with the gun in hand

Make sure before you buck wit duck quick

Punk, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit



"I'ma let y'all know one thing man."



[Verse Two]

Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em

Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin L.M.

It's the number one crew in the area

Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya

Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt

Punks roll when I put in work

cause Lench Mob niggaz are the craziest

And y'all motherfuckers can't fade my shit

South Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell

Hittin fools up with the big ass L

One time can't hold me back

Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs

Stop givin juice to the Raiders

Cause Al Davis, never paid us

I hope he wear a vest

It's all about the L-E-N-C-H y'all know the rest

Motherfuckin crew, motherfuckin mob

Do a motherfuckin job in a motherfuckin squad

In '91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger

And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with



"One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute"



[Cube] Drop a old school beat!



[Verse Three]

Like I said, it's a brand new payback

Now in '91, let's see who beats the jack

Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller

(Keep the wack beats out) true motherfuckin baller

And hoes can't roll on

Even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta "Hold On"

Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic

I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards

I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blue

goin up against the Zulu

Break his spine like a jellyfish

Kick his ass til I'm smellin shit

Off wit the head, off wit the head I say

And watch the devil start kickin

Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger lickin

Yo, turn him over wit a spatula

Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker

Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick

Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with!



"Last person in the world you wanna fuck with." (repeat 3X)