[patois chatta that can't be made out for 10 seconds]      Watch it! WAR-NING!   Aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo!      [more chatta talk]      [KK]   I had to figure out a way to touch 'em   Expose the money and hoes had to rush 'em   Six by nine Pioneers up in my Cutlass   So I can bump N.W.A., and my tape - fuck it!   Gots to work to add to my little paper   Need a boost, so I gots to pull me some capers   Circulate the dollar pull a broad I ain't the type to drape her   She roll and she real - if not, I got to shake her   Or turn her mind to the next page (face)   Face fears fuck, drama let's get paid (paid)   Business first, then we'll crack a spot so we can play   In the cut somewhere with some drink out the way   Now KK is the name, no actin just mackin   Without runnin some game, together we can stack it   Y'all niggaz fuckin with the original raspy   Haters talk shit and they split;   not knowin that they rolled right past me      [chatta Chorus]      [DJ Quik]   I ain't nervous - I'm lookin for plot for a debt that's overdue   Hangin out the window of the rental, we dumpin over you   We do walk-bys, skip-bys, bicycle-bys   Waterhose-douse-bys, bush-in-front-ya-house-bys (yes)   Bein a rider is more than sound effects   With wires wrapped 'round ya neck, you know the sound that's next!   {*gagging*} With a twist snap you fall   We duct-tapin your wrists, ankles, laps and all   We love that 'Goodfellas', 'Scarface', all that mafia stuff   But a few volumes of 'Faces of Death' get you coppin it tough   Look at the autopsy, where fly-swatters got mashed for miles   Writin checks that they insides couldn't cash! (ewww)   Like raw steak, them vital organs they soft   Pharoahe Monch and K, like chrome they popped off   Chunky to wicked, and me yeah Quik did it   The murder, the mayhem, like 40 we Sic'Wid'It!      [chatta Chorus]      [Pharoahe Monch]   What the fuck do we have here?   Pharoahe Monch, let's make one thing clear   Forget the tiger, I admire the eye of the bull   Spit it for the critics and the undesirables   Quik beats bang like street gangs in inner city   I Bang- like -ladesh, plus bang like shit ain't shitty   Shitty, sell fake Gucci bags on eBay   So advanced when I rhyme that you need time de-lay   These three and up company like Jack Tripper   To get in Depp like Johnny but not Jack the Ripper   Tripped ya, the slumpture slasher   will rupture yout whole team and abduct your church pastor   You know you gotta get it from the incredible mastermind   with disastrous raps hard to find or follow   The motto - DJ Quik shit   hit mo' frequently than quick-pick lotto      [chatta Chorus]