Yeah, word is bond Das EFX in this yaknowhatI'msayin Straight from the sewer, word is bond We doing this with my nigga Where my nigga Ice Cube in the motherfucker Word is bond, yeah You better check yo self before you wreck yo self Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms Fuck car alarms Doing foul crime I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know And friends know we got the indo No I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya Head-butt ya, you say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact mothafucka Here to let you know boy oh boy I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy This ain't no fucking motion picture A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit-cha And hit you taking that yak to the neck So you better run a check (So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self) Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health Mic-mic-microphone check Mic-mic-microphone check Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played Cause they bitchmade pulling out a switchblade That's kinda trifle cause that's a knife, ho AK-47, Assault Rifle Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow I gotta new style (Watch out now) I hate motherfuckers claiming that they folding bank But steady talking shit in the holding tank First you wanna step to me? Now your ass screaming for the deputy They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row Now they runnin' up in you slow You're gone, used to be the Don Juan (check that shit out) Now your name is just Twan Switch it, snap it, rolling your eyes and neck You better run a check (So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self) Cause big dicks in yo ass is bad for ya health Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!) Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!) If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate You coulda had a V8 Instead of a tre-eight slug to your cranium (POW!) I got six and I'm aimin' em Will I shoot or keep you guessing Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing Bitch get off the wood, you're no good There goes the neighborhood hooker (slut) Go ahead and keep your drawers Giving up the claps and who needs applause At a time like this, pop the coochie and you dead The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head Sprung, niggas call her 'Lips & Lungs' Nappy dugout, get the fuck out Cause women like you gets no respect Bitch, you better run a check (So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self) Cause bitches like you is bad for my health Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!) come again check it Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!) come again check it (Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self You better chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self I said check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self) check, check Mic-mic-microphone check Mic-mic-microphone check (check it, one, two!) Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! ) Mic-mic-microphone check (check it, one, two, one, two!) Mic-mic-microphone check (one, two!) Mic-mic-microphone check (check it, one, two!, one, two! ) Mic-mic-microphone check (one, two) Mic-mic-microphone check (Check yo self Cube, Check yo self Cube, check yo self... )