Tác giả : Ice Cube
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now i gotta wet'cha 
 
 
It's on like donkey kong 
You wanted that fast buck 
Now i gotta light that ass up 
The nigga with the big fat trigger 
Don't test me, gravedigger had to take a swig 
Of the st, remember the time we first met up 
You threw your set up now you gotta get wet up 
Boom! ping! buck! pow! 
Now who's that nigga with the diff'rent style? 
Uhh, ya wanted ta trip 
It's all about the clip and who can empty it 
First mate, they made day ak 
And i'll kurtis blow ya ass away like aj 
I'm almost certain i'm put on the hurtin 
Bitch, it's curtains! 
Locced in my motherfuckin head 
Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared 
You in danger, mr gangbanger 
It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger 
Wit'cha drive-by's it took time to catch ya 
But now i gotta wet'cha 
 
Chorus: 
 
Now i gotta wet'cha (wet'cha) 
Now i gotta wet'cha (wet'cha) 
I'm comin ta get'cha (get'cha) 
You better hope i don't catch ya (catch ya) 
(you're all wet) the nigga with the big fat trigger 
(you're all wet) the nigga with the big fat trigger 
 
S-i-m-i 
Valley for the kkk, rally 
A place on the map where the order is 
4 devils can beat up a motorist 
And get nothin but a slap on the wrist 
Gorillas, gorillas report to the mist 
The fist of fury and i'ma shove em 
Motherfuck the jury and who ever love em 
Why you have to leave it to beaver? 
Now i'm chasin beaver' ass with a cleaver 
With the swing, swing, swing and chop, chop, chop 
Get them on, nigga 
Cos tonight we're havin chopped liver 
And i'ma cut out'cha heart 
Start the fryin pan for the devil a'la carte 
Twelve motherfuckers ya better be glad i never 
Met'cha 
Cos i'm gonna wet'cha 
 
Chorus 
 
Now wet motherfuckers are bloody 
Cos a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty 
Right into shape 
A hollow point'll run up in ya like ya got weight 
Comin out'cha back, mr mack 
Now they got yo' guts in a sack 
Use to have ya crew real fat in a huddle 
Now you're wet in a puddle, here is the ice cube 
Rebuttle 
You ain't gotta chance, cos even if my bullet just 
Glance 
Ya still wet your pants 
So what'cha wanna do when i got'cha ass point blank 
Ya guaranteed to spank 
Stiff as a board, ya floored 
Go meet the lord and then get ignored 
Cos you're on your way to hell and that i can 
Bet'cha 
That's why i had to wet'cha 
 
Chorus 
 
(you're all wet) the nigga with the big fat trigger 
*repeat to fade*