Letras: Ice Cube. War & Peace Vol. 2: The Peace Disc. Hello.

Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes

Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get? Hello

The motherfuckin' world is a ghetto
Full of magazines, full clips and heavy metal
When the smoke settle, I'm just lookin'
For a big yellow in six inch stilettos

Dr. Dre, hello, percolatin', keep em waitin'
While you sittin' here hatin', yo bitch is hyperventilatin'
Hopin' that we penetratin', you gets natin'
'Cause I never been to Satan for hardcore administratin'

Gang bang affiliatin', MC Ren'll have you wildin' off a zone
And a whole half a gallon, get to dialin', 911 emergency
And you can tell 'em, it's my son he's hurtin' me
And he's a felon on parole for robbery

Ain't no coppin' a plea, ain't no stoppin' a G
I'm in the 6, you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly
You handle shit sloppily, I drop a ki properly
They call me the Don Dada, pop a collar
Drop a dollar, if you hear me you can holla

Even rottweilers follow the Impala
Wanna talk about this concrete? Nigga I'm a scholar
The incredible, heterosexual, 'credible, beg a hoe
Let it go, dick ain't edible, nigga ain't federal, I plan shit
While you hand picked motherfuckers givin' up transcripts

Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?

Villain blows up yo spot, take yo notebook, yo bitch and yo glock
This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock
You slapped her ass, that's alarmin'
'Cause she want my worm like Carmen

We chin check niggaz, them thin check niggaz
Run trains on gold diggers, beware these foe niggaz
Scarin' motherfuckers like Stephen King flicks
Makin' niggaz clear the room like a dyke flee a dick

Makin' 2nd II None shit, nigga like Quik
So when I bomb first, nigga who you rollin' with?
Fuck that ice on your wrist, fuck yo fine ass bitch
'Cause you could lose it in a tussle, nigga watch me hustle

Watch niggaz kiss my ass without flexin' a muscle
Bitches, all in the back, they knees waitin' to buckle
Same time, same channel, don't change the dial
Niggaz4Life, fuckin' your wife, these niggaz wild

Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get? Hello

Did I fall off? Got you in your room
Rippin' every Chronic poster on your wall off
Just 'cause I put away the sawed off
Now I got you sittin' back with a smirk
Listenin' with your arms crossed

Questionin' Dre's credibility, what?
Wonderin' if it's still in me to produce hits
Y'all be killin' me as if I need to make more, I got a mansion
And six cars that are paid for, suck my dick, hello

We came a long way from not givin' a fuck
Sellin' tapes out of a trunk to movin' this far up
Now we got the whole world starstruck
Made a million plus and still don't give a motherfuck

Motherfucker, I'm Dre, I don't need your respect
I don't need to make another album, bitch I don't gotta do shit
I do it because I want to not to stay in the game
Fuck the fame, I'm still stayin' the same, lil' bitch

Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
Hello, I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get? Hello

Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes, hello
Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes

Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes
Look at these niggaz with attitudes