[Produced by Dr. Dre]

[Intro: Anderson .Paak & King Mez]
From close range we official
Cocaine, money and pistols
Goddammit, I got issues
Can't be serious
Alright now, here we go
Where my city at?
Fuck with me, come on
I know you're feelin' that
Fuck with me, come on
You know I'm really that
Fuck with me, come on
Come on, come on
Don't even act like I ain't 'bout my business
Motherfucker, come on
Come on, come on (Yeah)
Full clip, ammunition
You don't wanna deal with these fuckin' consequences

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Fuckboys should tighten up a whole lot
I got some niggas with me down for runnin' up in your spot
And these niggas got hatchets and ratchets
Some of them lethals up under the mattress
And matter of fact, this is a chance to show my lifestyle out to the masses
But chances are I might get another negative reaction
Think I'm a fraction, but I fucks 'em up like battery acid
I gives a fuck what you think, nigga, this is my passion
Survive through the time, you know my name, you know my reputation
You know what it is, I don't need to give no explanation
When you say my fuckin' name, add exclamation
Los Angeles king now, make your bitch bring crowns
To me and Dre, you don't like it, you can lay
Think I'm quiet 'cause I'm actin', but my bank account gon' say "Fuck you"
Respected from SoCal out to the Bay
Cashed a lot of checks this mornin', guess today was a good day
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