Hand On My Nutsac Coolio

[Verse 1]
(I got my) I got my hand on my nutsac bellin' 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin' rage like a animal in a cage (Rage)
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool (Fool)
Fuck around and get'cha holdin that jar, Cool!
Yep that's me on the motherfuckin' mic-a (mic-a)
Nova, hyper strikin' niggas like a viper
Who wants to step to the rep that I kept
For a long, long, long, long, long, long, time
I got more flavor then a truck load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a pro-per
I got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
Coolio locc and I'm down to blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me, but they can't hurt me
When I'm doin dirt, that's why I show no mercy
I flips tha scripts and it's tha dips when I rips
And rock tha fuckin, house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger danger, ol' gangsta gangsta
Droppin' dogs on the wanksta pranksta
40 Thevz and the band with a plan to make some stops
Niggas die on the street but they don't play taps
Or a 21 gun salute, there in cahoots
My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots, uh
Bang, bang, bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black and white thang but now it's blue and red
This ain't an episode of Batman, it's more'n like a Blackman
Slap yo' ass up and I jacked ya for ya Walkman
Niggas on the top and you don't deserve nothin'
They frontin' they punks, their whack as fuck, their shit ain't even bumpin'
Suckas play the back 'cause I'm dope when I rap
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac
And it's like that!