[DJ Quik]
(Shoot back) I'm hard and I'm flossy and I'm all that
You talk a lot of [bad word]  where yo' bodyguard at?
I got a pocket full of money, where the mall at?
Where the quads at, where the drinks, where the broads at?
(Shoot back) Niggaz fightin over [bad word] need to squash that
You shouldn't be [bad word] cause you didn't learn to posh that
It's black [bad word] and I'm still tryin to wash that
Rinse it up, lip to butt, right between the center gut
(Shoot back) Sit in my lap, and look at my snaps
Drop a 20 and watch these troublemakers fightin for scraps
My drawers so clean, my nuts are so powdered
Don't stress me out, just eat your clam chowder
Tryin to stick my honeybee into yo' flower
If you like this record then make the [bad word] louder
(Shoot back) It's so terrific out on the Pacific
Green plants and dancin make you feel lifted
I'm DJ Quik and I'm so [bad word] gifted
That you didn't even feel when the momentum shifted
(Shoot back) I turned the pocket around
And slowed it all the way DOWN, I'm a musical cop now

 [bad word] 
Get down on the ground, spread your legs, put your hands behind your back
Get up and walk backwards towards me
You under arrest for them big [bad word] [bad word] 
And that [bad word] made me think you had a strap, pick your [bad word] up
Get down on your face, spread 'em wide, where your ID?
Why you tryin to lie to me? You've got the right to remain
Either you can ride the big [bad word] bus
go to jail or go home with us, I need backup

[Chingy]
Excuse me miss, I'm pullin you over
Cause your [bad word] is extremely too fat
You need backup Quik? I'm the right [bad word] to get
My picks are thick stallion, I'm slangin the [bad word] 
Still bangin the bricks, with the 'caine and the 6
Remain in the mix, because I'm famous and [bad word] 
(Shoot back) Let the guest in, doors open, my entourage walked in
Let's get some [bad word] scopin I'm open for more pokin
On my wrist is 50 tokens, buy that chump
Sold a show out for a mill', try that chump
I'm on the boat still listenin to, "Way 2 Fonky"
Park that [bad word] right hurr chick and make that monkey
talk for me, when ya walk I see
a clear [bad word] and get it I got some for each
Now I'm bumpin on the radio and put it on repeat
Play it loud in the streets, go out and get yourself a freak
The, moral of the story is we hoe-hoppin police
Know your rights, put these cuffs on, you locked in these sheets

 [bad word] 

[Chingy]
Okay - incenst cologne, women be attracted
Got the best  c'mon, it's somethin 'bout the action
When they flex wet and bone, a model or a actress
I attach this note, before the script get wrote
(Shoot back) She see the list, text you're gone
I tap it make it happen stress there's eggs at home
captain be reactin to the sweat as you moan
Hold up give me a second
I think Quik got somethin else to say before we end this record

[DJ Quik]
This beat is for your uncle and aunt
It's old enough to be dope, but young enough to be hot
Dedicated to everybody been beat by the cops
Just tryin to get to the party and pop tequila in shot
The legendary incindiary resentment for authority figures
From the most vocal of the local niggaz
California to death, [bad word] to life
Makin beats that'll snap yo' neck and have you writin a check
You need to