Holla @ Cha Boy

I knew you niggaz would be back

See, see, you need to fuck with me y'knahmean?

Yeah, you need to holla at your boy man (holla)

Stop fuckin with them punk niggaz man with that shit

(That's what you get)

That shit stepped on nigga (that's what you get)

I got that raw, I got that... UNGH!

Twenty-fo' seven - holla at your boy

What you need baby? C'mon with it - holla at your boy

I got it all day, in the hallway - holla at your boy

Sick of that blow up - holla at your boy

That's what you get for fuckin with them niggaz

Come and see me for that real O.G.

He a O-Z, I'm a whole ki'

Dope as a motherfucker, son a whole seed

Bitches fiend for it, then they lean for it

It ain't cocaine, but they wanna still blow it

What you need, what you need

Hoes offer me the pink slip and the deed (yes indeed)

Treat it just like weed

Hit the right end then pass it to her friend (uh-huh)

I'm a hustler, you a customer

Them other niggaz you like, straight fuckin ya

Some of 'em lyin (yup) most of 'em trickin

Others are dyin, some of 'em victims

When you come from South Central L.A.

That shit is like dirt weed, a nigga got a headache (holla)

If you want it raw now, make the call now

Look me up nigga - holla at your boy

Fiendin for that good shit, take a look bitch

What you need baby - holla at your boy

I got it all day, in the hallway

On Broadway - holla at your boy

Sick of that blow up, gettin stepped on

Nigga come on home - holla at your boy

"Ice Cube!" Back then they used to fuck me

Now that I'm hot these bitches still love me

(Why?) Cause I'm far from ugly

Everywhere I go they wanna kiss and hug me

They say "Dopeman, dopeman!

I got your money don't turn into Konnan"

Don't wanna see the G-hand (bitch)

I am the man from here to Cleveland

Don't get mad, I get e-van

Try to shake the van, think you're sleep-an

Oh my God this nigga's leak-in

Somebody best to call the deacon (uh-huh)

Any dose is a overdose

Leave your punk-ass dead or a comatose (yeah)

And if you don't wanna listen

My shit'll crack you out like Tyrone Bigguns

If you want it raw now, make the call now

Look me up nigga - holla at your boy

Fiendin for that good shit, take a look bitch

What you need baby - holla at your boy

I got it all day, in the hallway

On Broadway - holla at your boy

Sick of that blow up, gettin stepped on

Nigga come on home - holla at your boy

Holla, yeah

But don't 2-way a nigga

Bitch that ain't nothin but a transcript

Dumb bitch (I'll holla)

Don't 2-way a nigga man (I'll holla)

Damn!

If you want it raw now, make the call now

Look me up nigga - holla at your boy

Fiendin for that good shit, take a look bitch

What you need baby - holla at your boy

I got it all day, in the hallway

On Broadway - holla at your boy

Sick of that blow up, gettin stepped on

Nigga come on home - holla at your boy

20 years

I've been servin you fiends for 20 years

Why would you fuck with anybody else, ha?

That's why you're fucked up right now, ain't it?

You need to get at me

You know I got it, and I know you want it

- holla at your boy

C'mon Cube let me rap on here

I'm, I'm just tryin to sack somethin up!