Ice Cube - Now I Gotta Wet'cha Lyrics
Now I gotta wetchaIts on like donkey kongYou wanted that fast buckNow I gotta light that ass upThe nigga with the big fat triggerDont test me, gravedigger had to take a swigOf the st, remember the time we first met upYou threw your set up now you gotta get wet upBoom! ping! buck! pow!Now whos that nigga with the diffrent style?Uhh, ya wanted ta tripIts all about the clip and who can empty itFirst mate, they made day akAnd Ill kurtis blow ya ass away like ajIm almost certain Im put on the hurtin*****, its curtains!Locced in my mother*****in headGotta play connect-the-dots with my infraredYou in danger, mr gangbangerIt aint cool to take nappy from a strangerWitcha drive-bys it took time to catch yaBut now I gotta wetchaChorus:Now I gotta wetcha (wetcha)Now I gotta wetcha (wetcha)Im comin ta getcha (getcha)You better hope I dont catch ya (catch ya)(youre all wet) the nigga with the big fat trigger(youre all wet) the nigga with the big fat triggerS-i-m-iValley for the kkk, rallyA place on the map where the order is4 devils can beat up a motoristAnd get nothin but a slap on the wristGorillas, gorillas report to the mistThe fist of fury and ima shove emMother***** the jury and who ever love emWhy you have to leave it to beaver?Now Im chasin beaver ass with a cleaverWith the swing, swing, swing and chop, chop, chopGet them on, niggaCos tonight were havin chopped liverAnd ima cut outcha heartStart the fryin pan for the devil ala carteTwelve mother*****ers ya better be glad I neverMetchaCos Im gonna wetchaChorusNow wet mother*****ers are bloodyCos a bulletll mould your ass like silly puttyRight into shapeA hollow pointll run up in ya like ya got weightComin outcha back, mr mackNow they got yo guts in a sackUse to have ya crew real fat in a huddleNow youre wet in a puddle, here is the ice cubeRebuttleYou aint gotta chance, cos even if my bullet justGlanceYa still wet your pantsSo whatcha wanna do when I gotcha ass point blankYa guaranteed to spankStiff as a board, ya flooredGo meet the lord and then get ignoredCos youre on your way to hell and that I canBetchaThats why I had to wetchaChorus(youre all wet) the nigga with the big fat trigger*repeat to fade*
