Cross 'Em Out And Put A 'K

INTRO：(ICE CUBE)
Brrrgh!
Ai!Ai!
In about four seconds,a gangsta will begin to speak
VERSE ONE:(MACK 10,ICE CUBE,WC)
Well its the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style
And pullin 211s ever since TAA-DOOW
Theres ten million ways to die
Choosin Mack and hit the boopin floosin
Off this ***** **** music
So all Id wanna got the room stumped
Im smokin,make dough like Trump
Cookin ??? to they chunk,punk!
Straight off dust,**** * trust I bust
And cross em out and put aK if they aint down with us
Its off the hook,*****,Im a Westside crook,*****
The forty * *********in dollars on my books,*****
Im not an MC,Im not a G
I mean Im A-to ****in-Z and everything in between
Rappers like gangbangin cos Im in it to the fullest
And my hood aint never dodgin bullets
Its all about the Bloods and Crips,no one tri-ips
Colours and dips,** ***es and chips,*****!
Woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo
Whats this my ??? low-grader system
That takes puff B-I-itches on the premises
***** be dissin on a down low
So now my mottos:**** every rapper from the East and the West Coast
New School,Old School,I hate you * ***********s
Im steady plottin,cracklin my ass witcha album covers
Cross em out and put aK
Then no Saint days,*****,then run the ****in holidays
*Chorus [3x]: Ice Cube, Mack 10, WC*
Ey! I Cross Em Out and Put a K!
Inglewoooood!
**** *! To South Central L.A.!
VERSE 2:(MACK 10,ICE CUBE,WC)
Goddamn *****!This **** make me sick
All these West Coast cowards ridin New York beat(Brrgh!)
Busters get sprayed wearin high-top fades
And Cangos backwards with dark-ass shades
No switchblades,*****,we shoots
Thats how it is on the West when youre true to your roots
So kill the action,punk,hootchie *****es clown
***** get your sag on and keep your pants legs down
Check it!Ho shut your mouth and get naked!
Im Connected and aint no *****es singin on this record
No R&B tracks,just *****s on wax
Kickin facts with these ********* raps
Every ***** in the industry wanna rap with me
Like its all good,you aint from my hood
*****,I dont even like your ****,I dont like your form
Im true,your through,***** **** you!
***** get off,this **** is wacked
**** that,I bust you in the can with a **********in propajack
Spit on ya,**** on ya when I get on your pissil
Youre goin up and your **** in cos I aint lovin none of ya
And even the female rappers are gettin smacked
Stabbed in the ******* and kicked in the back
Cos Im a westside Connection hista
Bored from a lover dishin nothin but (?foolers?) and dirty rubbers
CHORUS
INTERLUDE:(ICE CUBE)
Brrrgh!
In about four seconds,a killa will begin to speak
VERSE THREE:(MACK 10,ICE CUBE,WC)
Now you can cross out the busters and snitches
B-Real and Miss Muggs is like Hollywood *****es
From the **** *s I know in the streets I run through
Swear to god *****,real it aint one dog and no(body)
So watch what you say,who ya talkin bout,ya tweakin
And keep hogs outcha mouth when ya ***** ass is speakin
Im sick wit it,cappincha dome till I hit it
This Westside Connection,Cypress know they cant **** with it
Use to get kisses and hugs,now Im servin ya slugs
*** * B-Real and Muggs,yall *****s aint no ****in thugs
Be all surprised,everybody dies
From Columbian neckties covered with fright
Ya ****in maggots ,ya ****in ******s
I shoulda hurt you,every ************ that I know wanna hurt you
So when I pull my spray -can to spray
Im sprayin C-H-K all **********in day
I once knew this ***** by the name of Q-Tip
Who claim he had a problem with this gangsta ****
Behind closed doors,runnin his mouth like a trick-in
Till this ***** bout the name of Dove caught him slippin
Tied his ass up and threw him in the truck
Put an apple in his mouth and dug his ass out
I ??? ??? lead him then down his body stashed
In a trash bag with a cue-cover in his ass
CHORUS
OUTRO:(ICE CUBE)
Dont go chasin waterfalls
Stick to them ****s and ***** youre used to
Punk ass ***** *******s!
Brrrrgh!