[Intro: DJ Crazy Toones]
DJ Crazy Toones in this motherfuckers finna bust you n***as' heads

[Verse 1: WC & DJ Crazy Toones]
Yeah, we back, n***as
Fuck giving death to n***as
West side till I die, what's happening, n***a
It's that rich rollin' lockdown
Big green smokin' out
Quit walkin' surplus poster child
Hittin' and sippin' and perkin' on this liquor, workin' them triggers (Hey)
And when my album drop, there's curtains for you n***as
I got a cult followin', I'm dangerous
My fans look like a gang of deaf n***as
Throwin' up sign language on the dub with the A to the K-I-M
I woulda killed you n***as last sound, but the trigger jammed
So I shook Def Jam and kicked the switch, man
Now it's anybody killin' if it ain't Liech Mob or Big Swain
Fuck n***as, fuck bitches, fuck all the hype (Hype)
Fuck, fuck you, you ain't tight, you ain't your nozzle eyes (Bitch)
Fuck radio and video, so fuck a labеl
I walk in your mix, I'm eatin' piss on the table
Wrеckin' tours, take a check on who they checkin' for
Steppin' out the Cadillac with suicide doors
So let the liquor pour (DJ Crazy Toones), motherfuckers
Before I'm tryin' to put my Chucks down on the pedal on the 6-4
Check scrutter, check figure, stay checkin', n***as
Lot of cowards try, but they can't get with us
It's the tech gripper, best splitter
Claim the West, n***a, get you in the bathroom
And take that chain off your chest, n***a
Ain't hatin' change, smoke them comin', you n***as
Still down to catch a fade with any one of you n***as
So after this I'm done with you n***as
And since most of y'all can't take a ass whoopin', I'm gunnin', you n***as
Been rappin' runnin' LA streets
I'm gettin' 20 thousand a show
Skip across stage on my feet in presidential suites, gettin' licked to my feet
Leavin' us days in golden fur, chicken crease on the sheets (Crazy Toones)
N***as mad cuz I'm maneuverin' past in a new Jag
Windows down yellin' fuck you fags (Fuck 'em)
Leanin' on that new leather like shoe tags
'Cause me and money go together like pockets in blue rags
Like tricks and hoes, like rain and storms
Like guns and drugs, Kirk Franklin and porns
Like dicks and pussies, like weed and zags
Johnny Gill and Eddie Murphy, like police and fags
When we come through, look at how they all frown
Me and Cube walk through, we shut the Fox seals mall down
N***as wanna get me, cuz they bitch came with
But left with us in a Bently
The what you expect, she was curious
The diamonds are so serious, n***a, wha's a CT experience
Swingshot, chest up, heads up, the best is us
Hoes down, motherfucker, what's up
[Skit: Ice Cube & DJ Crazy Toones]
Bring that beat back, man
Bring that beat back
Bring the beat back
Y'all wanna hear that beat, right?
Bring that beat back
Please stand up
I'm standin' the fuck up n***a
Real mixtape DJ, who am I?
Crazy Tunes, n***a
Right, who is you?
Ice Cube, n***a
What you got loc?
The pyroclastic flow
It's a CT experience

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
Gangster shit up in this, you know how we get down
West Coast n***a with the trademark frown
Come through the spot, nothin' on the waist
'Cause n***as all around me, down to catch a case

[Bridge: DJ Crazy Toones]
M-M-M-Many people listen to Ice Cube to find out what time it is
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm runnin', I'm, I'm, I'm runnin'
Los, Los, Los Angeles, Los Angeles
[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
I was raised by the G's, under palm trees
Dealt with the dealers, adopted by the killers
Got a four for a car, plus a double R (Crazy Toones n***a)
Rappers get my autograph, bitch you can do the math
I want that beat fool, I'm down with C -Tunes
We from the G-School, you n***as see through
R&B ass n***as rappin' with your shirt off
Leave 'em face down in the street when I skirt off
N***as in the hood lookin' call me Rupert Murdoch
Sly as a fox, thick as an ox, n***a
I'm so sick when I come through the block
Never sold a bird, but n***as call me chicken pox
Understand that, understand this
We infamous up in this, who you fuckin' with?
Break your wrist, take your shit, then we take a trip
And when they find you, mistake you for a naked bitch
Gangsta shit up in this, you know how we get down


[Chorus: Ice Cube]
Gangster shit up in this, you know how we get down
West Coast n***a with the trademark frown
Come through the spot, nothin' on the waist
'Cause n***as all around me, down to catch a case
Gangster shit up in this, you know how we get down
West Coast n***a with the trademark frown
Come through the spot, nothin' on the waist
'Cause n***as all around me, down to catch a case

[Outro]
God damn
I'm serving all you bitch ass n***as
That's right, man, you gon' get hurt if you keep on messing around
Use your turntables, n***as
Yeah, shit, this is dedicated to all you vitals out there
Y'all better watch y'all's ass
Where you from?
I'm from South Central Los Angeles
We influence the world, n***as