It`s on like Donkey Kong
You wanted that fast buck now I gotta light that ass up
The ni**a 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 ni**a 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 ass away like AJ

I`m almost certain I`m put on the hurtin`
Bitch, it`s curtains
Locoed in my motherf**kin` 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

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 ni**a with the big fat trigger
You`re all wet
The ni**a 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
Motherf**k 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, ni**a `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 motherf**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 ni**a with the big fat trigger
You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger

Now wet motherf**kers are bloody
`Cos a bullet`ll mold 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

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 ni**a with the big fat trigger
You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger

You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger
You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger

You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger
You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger

You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger
You`re all wet
The ni**a with the big fat trigger