Now I Gotta Wet 'Cha

It's on like Donkey Kong

You wanted that fast buck

Now I gotta light that ass up

The **** with the big fat trigger

Don't test me, gravedigger had to take a swig

Of the ST, remember the time we first met her

You threw your set up, now you gotta get wetter

Boom, ping, buck, pow

Now who's that **** with the different style?

Uh, ya wanted ta trick

It's all about the pud and who can empty it

First mate, they made day AK

And I'll Kurtis Blow ya ass away like AJ

I'm almost certain I'ma put on the hurtin'

Bitch, it's curtains

Locced in my motherfuckin' head

Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared

You in danger, Mister Gangbanger

It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger

With your drive-by's it took time to catch ya

But now I gotta wet 'cha

Now I gotta wet 'cha

Now I gotta wet 'cha

I'm coming to getcha

You better hope I don't catch ya

The **** with the big fat trigger

The **** with the big fat trigger

S-I-M-I

Valley for the KKK, Rodney

A place on the map where the order is

Though devils can't leap up a motorist

And get nothin' but a slap on the wrist

Gorillas, gorillas, report to the mist

The first of fury and I'ma shove 'em

Motherfuck the jury and whoever love 'em

Why you have to leave it to Beaver?

Now I'm chasin' Beaver ass with a cleaver

With the swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chop

Get them on ****

'Cause tonight we havin' chopped liver

And I'ma cut out your heart

Start the frying pan for the devil a la carte

Twelve motherfuckers, ya better be glad I never met ya

'Cause I'm gonna wet 'cha

Now I gotta wet 'cha

Now I gotta wet 'cha

I'm coming to getcha

You better hope I don't catch ya

The **** with the big fat trigger

The **** with the big fat trigger

Now wet motherfuckers are bloody

'Cause a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty

White in the shape

A hollow point'll run up in you like you got weight

Coming out your back, Mister Mack

Now they got your guts in a sack

Use to have your crew real fat in a huddle

Now you're wet in a puddle

Here is the Ice Cube rebuttal

You ain't got a chance, 'cause even if my bullet just glance

You'll still wet your pants

So whatcha gonna do when I got ya ass point blank?

You're guaranteed to spank

Stiff as a board, you're floored

Gonna meet the Lord and then get ignored

'Cause you're on your way to hell, and that, I can bet ya

That's why I had to wet 'cha

Now I gotta wet 'cha

Now I gotta wet 'cha

I'm coming to getcha

You better hope I don't catch ya

The **** with the big fat trigger

The **** with the big fat trigger

The **** with the big fat trigger