I dont know bout y'all man
but im ready to get my motherfuckin smoke on
I want some of dat green shit, hell yeah,
Let's burn, all the ghettos, hey wassup kid?
Chorus: Crucial Conflict
Roll somethin, roll somethin
them niggas aint talkin bout shit
(bout shit, bout shit)
Roll somethin, roll somethin
just cause you just cant hang wit dis
(wit dis, wit dis, wit dis)
Verse One: Wildstyle
Yall niggas aint shit, nothing to fool with, we too swift
giddy up and get down all you niggas aint do shit
one rap down round two chop it off like cool whip(whip)
rowdy runnin rodeo can't ride
fronting in two clips shocking like shocker
evertime I pop you knock out the box, better move quick flick
comin out of the back in this motherfucker
yall disgusted bustas cant be trusted for nothing
fucking with this hillbilly wild westside
C-H-I-T-O-W-N and it's on for life
nothing nice, no ice, you chase
we fuckin niggas up across the nation
wit no lubracation dick is thick
and coming at them like Hitler (fuck you)
act like you dont hear me then,
wake up high we in your chin
we embursted with a curse and be worse
first and kick first now vice-versa
two feet first they kick first and worse
reimburse the winning cuz I'm first at somethin
Chorus
Verse Two: Never
Put it on your ass motherfucker
we kill them up bad (kill em up bad)
Hold that one shit when you fucking with the flick
you was talking that shit but you couldnt last
bring to you hoes knockin down your door
tryin to knock some chunks out yo rump,
at night to the broad daylight
if you wanna gang fight droppin yall one by one,
coming at them with the quic
