[Intro: Daz Dillinger + WC]
Clown, muthafucka, clown
Yeah (“Check it out y’all”)
Back in your muthafuckin’ ass once more (“Check it out y’all”)
Dub-C, CJ Mac, and Ice Cube, and diggy Daz knocking down your door
Crazy Toones, what’s happening? Yeah, break it down like that
Show these niggas where their heart at
Show these niggas where heart
[Crazy Toones scratching]
(“That’s right”) (“Here I come”) (“Mad muthafuckin’ CM Mac”)
(“Here I come”) (“Mad muthafuckin’ CJ Mac”)
(“That’s right”)(“Here I come”)(“Mad muthafuckin’ CJ Mac”)
(“It’s like that y’all, it’s like that y’all…it’s like that-uh-that-that”)
(“Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all...”)(“And it goes a little something like this”)
[Verse 1: CJ Mac]
10 years ago, a friend of mine
Gave me a half a chicken, told me, “Hoodsta, go grind”
Bought a half a gallon, beaker, and a pound of pro
Swear to God you niggas never see me short no more
From the Southern Cali alleyways to birds in Virginia
Mr. Woo swoop the coupe on dubs, I ain’t bullshittin’
Flossy flossy, you droppin’ carachi
I got china white, now what you set like?
Bling, look at my wrist, you see my diamonds done blinking
One stone, 7-karat ring, nigga
CJ Mac, I swerve Impalas, spend dollars, and floss jewels
I’m on Cristal, bust a pistol, first boss move
You niggas hate me, but give me respect
And love head, known to keep a bitch taco naked
Punk biatch, I fuck ‘em if she’s stealing me clothes
Fuck a misdemeanor bitch and fuck with felony hoes
Clown, muthafucka, clown
Yeah (“Check it out y’all”)
Back in your muthafuckin’ ass once more (“Check it out y’all”)
Dub-C, CJ Mac, and Ice Cube, and diggy Daz knocking down your door
Crazy Toones, what’s happening? Yeah, break it down like that
Show these niggas where their heart at
Show these niggas where heart
[Crazy Toones scratching]
(“That’s right”) (“Here I come”) (“Mad muthafuckin’ CM Mac”)
(“Here I come”) (“Mad muthafuckin’ CJ Mac”)
(“That’s right”)(“Here I come”)(“Mad muthafuckin’ CJ Mac”)
(“It’s like that y’all, it’s like that y’all…it’s like that-uh-that-that”)
(“Like that y’all, it’s like that y’all...”)(“And it goes a little something like this”)
[Verse 1: CJ Mac]
10 years ago, a friend of mine
Gave me a half a chicken, told me, “Hoodsta, go grind”
Bought a half a gallon, beaker, and a pound of pro
Swear to God you niggas never see me short no more
From the Southern Cali alleyways to birds in Virginia
Mr. Woo swoop the coupe on dubs, I ain’t bullshittin’
Flossy flossy, you droppin’ carachi
I got china white, now what you set like?
Bling, look at my wrist, you see my diamonds done blinking
One stone, 7-karat ring, nigga
CJ Mac, I swerve Impalas, spend dollars, and floss jewels
I’m on Cristal, bust a pistol, first boss move
You niggas hate me, but give me respect
And love head, known to keep a bitch taco naked
Punk biatch, I fuck ‘em if she’s stealing me clothes
Fuck a misdemeanor bitch and fuck with felony hoes
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