I like it    I don't like it

[b-real]
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (to the what? )
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k

One, life had begun for the ruffneck
Kid who was gonna put niggaz in check
Eighteen, g, for the green
Obscene, and its for the time being
Im pickin nine, hell Im out to get mine
And pick two homies, three com-bine
Next thing you know, jump in the six-fo
Get out, cock the hammer, then kick down the do

A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (a to the k!)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (motherf**kin k? !)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (a to the k!)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k

[sen dog]
Couple niggaz from the eastside, headed eastbound
Lookin for a pound, to haul around town
Here comes a clown, I gotta hold my ground
Hear the slug comin, when it come you fall down
Buckdown, dead sound, thats what you found
Thats what you get when you f**k the brown
Dog, sen is comin, to the mound
La vida from cypress, rips your compound
Shit gets deep, eight niggaz on the ground
What do you know? what - go ah-round come around!
Six for the pig, and his punk hound
Hail to the king pig, or you get crowned
Or better yet, Ill roll you up like a fat j

[b-real]
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (a to the k!)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (motherf**kin k? !)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (a to the k!)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k

Its gonna be on.. its gonna be on..
(its gonna be on.. goin on!)
Its gonna be on.. its gonna be on..
(its gonna be on.. goin on!)
Its gonna be on.. its gonna be on..
(its gonna be on.. goin on!)

[b-real]
Gimme that weed fool and all your loot too
I got a nigga in the back and the blunt for your crew
Loaded and cocked for any hardrock
If youre takin my weed, Im takin over your spot
Keep your face down as I take your pound
Dont let me see nobody get up, just hug the ground
(stay still) and dont make a sound
As I get out the door, headed eastbound
But, why did the fool try to act brave? (act brave)
Clip from the nine equals six to the grave

A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (a to the k!)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (motherf**kin k? !)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k (a to the k!)
A to the motherf**kin k homeboy
A to the motherf**kin k