"Ain't nobody talkin when I'm talkin fellas so shut the fuck up!"

 {Slick Rick sample repeats in background:
 "And who the fuck are you?"}
 [Ice Cube]
 Ohh.. steppin up in my motherfuckin uhh..
 Chuck Taylors  Knick kickers  Wallabee's  ??
 On my ass I got the umm.. um.. khakis  501's
 On my back I got the uhh.. sweatshirt
 You know  with the fat three creases
 Uhh  my t shirt  Slingshot  uhh.. khaki shirt
 Umm, and I got the K-cutter, in my, in my pocket
 Uhh, got the afro, the braids
 Motherfuckin uhh, rollers
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 And I just ask my motherfuckin self, uhh
 "I got to believe in me.."
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}

 [Ice Cube]
 To G or not to G, is the question
 And like Smith told Wesson
 I'm shady with the .380 old school diploma
 I'll leave that ass in a coma, so
 If you got a herringbone, _Welcome to the Terrordome_
 Two-eleven, sorry Reverend
 Oh my god, gettin robbed
 Reach for the small, "Atomic Dog"
 Hard to swallow, janky as Rollo
 Count to ten, and don't try to follow
 Cause just like Waco, I can take fo' --
 -- ATF, to they death
 Bust a left on Western, go and get a room
 Don't want to be a felon like Stacey Koon
 Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, here we go
 Tap that ass like this - really doe

 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 West Side Lench Mob
 "I got to believe in me.."
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
 Cause I'm a mother-fuckin..
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}

 [Ice Cube]
 Thirty in a holdin tank, catch the vapors
 Make me a pillow out of toilet paper
 Concrete bench kickin off the hemorrhoids
 Ese's deep, don't fuck with dem boys
 Phone check, co-llect call from the baller
 Her mama said please don't call her
 Do-Wah-Diddy, far from  New Jack City
 Seen one of my peers, "What the fuck you doin in here?"
 He said, "One-eighty-seven on the enemy"
 And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!
 Deputy bitch thinks she's the Queen Bee
 Ink on my thumb, index, and pinky
 "Sir, what set you from?" Play dumb
 "General popu-la-tion"
 Mama put your house up, and I can bounce up
 out this motherfucker, that's why I love ya
 Out like a boss, with a half-pint of sauce
 Got the shit sewed up like Betsy Ross
 What a friend know? Buy some indo
 Never fuck with a silly ho - really doe

 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 Really doe, bitch
 "I got to believe in me.."
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
 God damn I'm a motherfuckin G
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 Yup, that's right
 "I got to believe in me.."
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
 God damn I'm a..
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}

 Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll kill you quick
 You sucker-for-love-ass trick
 So don't run up, wit ya gun up
 Cause I got the back breaker, double pump rump shaker
 Cause we can play hookie in the _Aqua Boogie_
 With concrete Nikes, ya gets no stripes
 Livin unforgiven with the mic on
 And punks runnin like roaches with the light on
 And that's all the shit I'm startin
 Bust a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on Martin
 You lookin for a punk with benefits
 cause you got a baby, that take many shits
 And you know I got a grip like a baby on a tit
 Scopin hopin, thighs open
 But I kick back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie slow
 Hooker hoe - really doe

 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 Ice Cube, yup
 "I got to believe in me.."
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
 God damn I'm a motherfuckin G
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 Really doe - West Side
 "I got to believe in me.."
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
 Motherfuckin O, motherfuckin G
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 East Side
 "I got to believe in me.."
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 South.. Side
 "I got to believe in me.."
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
 G, G, G, motherfuckin G
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 North Side
 "I got to believe in me.."
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}
 {"And who the fuck are you?"}
 "You got to believe, somethin.."
 "I got to believe in me.."
 {"And who the fuck are you