I dont know bout y'all man

but im ready to get my motherfuckin smoke on

I want some of dat green shit, hell yeah,

Let's burn, all the ghettos, hey wassup kid?



Chorus: Crucial Conflict



Roll somethin, roll somethin

them niggas aint talkin bout shit

(bout shit, bout shit)

Roll somethin, roll somethin

just cause you just cant hang wit dis

(wit dis, wit dis, wit dis)



Verse One: Wildstyle



Yall niggas aint shit, nothing to fool with, we too swift

giddy up and get down all you niggas aint do shit

one rap down round two chop it off like cool whip(whip)

rowdy runnin rodeo can't ride

fronting in two clips shocking like shocker

evertime I pop you knock out the box, better move quick flick

comin out of the back in this motherfucker

yall disgusted bustas cant be trusted for nothing

fucking with this hillbilly wild westside

C-H-I-T-O-W-N and it's on for life

nothing nice, no ice, you chase

we fuckin niggas up across the nation

wit no lubracation dick is thick

and coming at them like Hitler (fuck you)

act like you dont hear me then,

wake up high we in your chin

we embursted with a curse and be worse

first and kick first now vice-versa

two feet first they kick first and worse

reimburse the winning cuz I'm first at somethin



Chorus



Verse Two: Never



Put it on your ass motherfucker

we kill them up bad (kill em up bad)

Hold that one shit when you fucking with the flick

you was talking that shit but you couldnt last

bring to you hoes knockin down your door

tryin to knock some chunks out yo rump,

at night to the broad daylight

if you wanna gang fight droppin yall one by one,

coming at them with the quic