It's on like Donkey Kong
You wanted that fast buck now I gotta light that *** up
The ***** 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 ***** with the different 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 *** away like AJ

I'm almost certain I'm put on the hurtin'
*****, it's curtains
Locoed in my mother***kin' head
Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared

You in danger, Mr. ********er
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

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 ***** with the big fat trigger
You're all wet
The ***** 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
Mother***k the jury and who ever love 'em
Why you have to leave it to Beaver?

Now I'm chasin' Beaver' *** with a cleaver
With the swing, swing, swing and chop, chop, chop
Get them on, ***** '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 mother***kers ya better be glad I never
Met'cha
'Cos I'm gonna wet'cha

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 ***** with the big fat trigger
You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger

Now wet mother***kers are bloody
'Cos a bullet'll mold your *** 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 *** 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

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 ***** with the big fat trigger
You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger

You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger
You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger

You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger
You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger

You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger
You're all wet
The ***** with the big fat trigger