Go To Church

You need to stop snitchin'
All that yip-yappin' and jaw-jackin'
N- if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it

What up? It's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C
And I'm bobbin' to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
And I'm C-walkin' on the motherf- concrete

Yo, if you're f- up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n- what's up
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f- ya

I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (Yeah)
Crunk Juice n- run the club that you in (Hey)
You scary motherf- don't wanna bring the ruckus (Nah)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin' to duck us (What?)
And if you walk by n-, I'ma knock fire n-
From yo' a-, you can come try n- (Hey)
In the hood, all the way down South (Yeah)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth bitch (Mike Jones)

We can get it crackin' if it get to clickin' clackin'
Look at Mr. Jackson, n- with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt

'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (Hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, n- paranoid (Hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts

If you a scared mother- go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter mother- do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down mother- put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy mother- go berzerk (A go bezerk)

If you a scared mother- go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter mother- do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down mother- put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy mother- go berzerk (A go bezerk)

Click clackin', p-packin', C- raggin' folio
Who the only n- in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah you did, there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw bitch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors and rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off cr-, can you imagine how I keep sh- crackin'?
It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin'

I flash with the bling I sur-pass the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix-, I'm the, last of the kings
If I got a b- with me she got a- in them jeans
Rollin' through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin' all you suckers 'cause you all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, n- what's up?
You run up with that bull- I'll f- yo' a- up

If you a scared mother- go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter mother- do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down mother- put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy mother- go berzerk (A go bezerk)

If you a scared mother- go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter mother- do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down mother- put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy mother- go berzerk (A go bezerk)

You scared, you scared
You scared mother- you scared
You scared (You scared), you scared (You scared)
You scared mother- you scared (You scared)

You scared, you scared
You scared mother- you scared
You scared (You scared), you scared (You scared)
You scared mother- you scared (You scared)

If you a scared mother- go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter mother- do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down mother- put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy mother- go berzerk (A go bezerk)

If you a scared mother- go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter mother- do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down mother- put in work (A put in work)
If you a crazy mother- go berzerk (A go bezerk)

It goes one for the money (Hey) two for the show (yeah)
Three for the p-, four for the glow (Hey)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (Nah)
Seven for the numbers of them f- zeroes (What?)
Eight for haters, nine for the cause
Ten for my n-, behind big bars (Hey)
F- these devils, and they laws (Yeah)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls



Credits
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, O'shea Jackson, Jonathan H. Smith
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