It's on like Donkey Kong
  You wanted that fast buck
  now I gotta light that ass up
  The nigga with the big fat trigger
  Don't test me, gravedigger had the swig
  of the ST, remember the time we first met her
  You threw your set up now you gotta get wetter
  BOOM! PING! BUCK! POW!
  Now who's that nigga with the diff'rent style?
  Uhh, ya wanted ta trick
  It's all about the pud 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!
  Locced in my motherfuckin 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
    [Chorus:]
    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 nigga with the big fat trigger
  (You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
    S-I-M-I
  Valley for the KKK, Rodney!
  A place on the map where the order is
  though devils can't leap 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
  Motherfuck 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 sling, sling, sling and chop, chop, chop
  Get them on, nigga
  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 motherfuckers ya better be glad I never met'cha
  Cos I'm gonna wet'cha
    [Chorus]
    Now wet motherfuckers are bloody
  Cos a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty
  White in the 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
    [Chorus]
    (You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
  [repeat to fade]