Lyrics:

(C''mon G)**lf**[jd] Police, Eat A Dick Straight Up**lf** look Here You Little God Damn Nigger, Your Not Gafflin Nobody**lf** you Fuckin Understand Me**lf**(Kick His Ass)**lf** that''s Right, Get Down On The God Damn Ground Now**lf** fuckin Move Now**lf**(Let Me Take A Shot At Him)**lf** we''re Gonna Do You Like King**lf**[jd] What God Damn King**lf** rodney King, Martin Luther King**lf** and All The Other God Damn King''s From Africa**lf**[jd] Look Out Motherfucker**lf** gun Shots**lf****lf**[ice Cube]**lf**god Damn, The Bigger The Cap The Bigger The Peelin**lf**and When Dealin With The Lench Mob You Gots To Know**lf**steady Mobbin Is Not Just The Name Of This Jam, But A Way Of Life**lf**bound Together By Motherfuckers That''s Known**lf**to Break Em Off Somethin, Give It To Me**lf****lf**four Or Five Niggaz In A Mothership**lf**better Known As A Goose And We All Wanna Smother Shit**lf**bent, Front And Back Glass Got Tint**lf**tryin To Get Our Hands On Some Dollars And Cents**lf**and Fools Can''t Hold Us**lf**every Chance We Get, We Hittin Up The Rollers**lf**comin Up Short Of The Green Guys**lf**and I Might Start Slangin Bean Pies**lf**or The Bootleg T-Shirt Of The Month**lf**with ''u Can''t Touch This'' On The Front**lf**i''m Bout To Get Rich**lf**cause Life Ain''t Nuttin But Money And Fuck A Bitch**lf**they Drop Like Dominoes**lf**and If You Didn''t Know, Ice Cube Got Drama Hoes**lf**so After The Screwin**lf**i Bust A Nut And Get Up And Put On My White Ewings**lf**i''m Out The Do''**lf**all You Might Get Is A Rubber On The Floor**lf**cause I''m Ready To Hit The Road Like Mario Andretti**lf**bitch, Cause I''m Steady Mobbin**lf****lf**bustin Caps In The Mix**lf**rather Be Judged By Twelve Than Carried By Six**lf**cause I''m Gettin Major**lf**fuck Pac Tel, Move To Sky Pager**lf**told All My Friends**lf**don''t Drink 8 Ball, Cause St. Ide''s Is Givin Ends**lf**fools Get Drunk And Wanna Compete**lf**slapboxin In The Street**lf**niggaz Get Mad, Tempers Are Flarin**lf**cause They Got A Few Bitches Starin**lf**just For The Nappy Heads**lf**but Scandalous Bitches, Make For Happy Feds**lf**i''m Making My Duty To Cuss Em**lf**out, Cause I Just Don''t Trust Em**lf**and If You Tell On Me I''m Bombin On Betty**lf**bitch Shoulda Known I Was Steady Mobbin**lf****lf**since One-Time So Hot**lf**got Me A Stash Spot In My Hooptie For The Glock**lf**and I''m Rollin On Rims**lf**eating Soul Food, And Neckbones From M&m''s**lf**grumblin Like A Motherfucker**lf**greasy-Ass Lips, Now I Gots To Take A Shit**lf**saw Sir Jinx Bailin''**lf**when I Hit A Left, I Moved Felon, ''whattup Loc''**lf**don''t You Know That Niggaz Get Smoked**lf**that Take They Life For A Joke, Get In Nigga**lf**i Take You To The Pad Zoom**lf**went To Mom''s House And Dropped A Load In The Bathroom**lf**jumped Back In My Low Rider**lf**comin Out Feelin About Ten Pounds Lighter**lf**went To Bone''s House So I Can Get The Gat**lf**looking For The Place Where All The Hoes Kick It At**lf**lench Mob Ain''t Nuttin But Tramps**lf**but Hoes Lickin Us Like Stamps**lf**one Fool Brought The Music For The Yams**lf**but Ice Cube Had More Amps, Get In Bitch**lf**cause I Had The Jam On**lf**and I Don''t Want To Hear Shit About A Tampon**lf**give Me The Nappy And Make Me Happy**lf**the Hoe Said ''pappy Could You Slap Me**lf**on The Ass Hard And Fast**lf**and Could Please Try Not To Leave A Gash''**lf**i Said Yeah, But I Don''t Play Sex**lf**when I''m Putting On The Latex**lf**slipped On The Condom**lf**fucked Around And Dropped The Bomb Son**lf**and It Came Out Sort Of Like Confetti**lf**in For The Night, No Longer Steady Mobbin