[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ice Cube/Muggs
[00:12.24]now i gotta wet'cha
[00:26.85]It's on like donkey kong
[00:28.29]You wanted that fast buck
[00:29.97]Now i gotta light that ass up
[00:32.07]The mother****er with the big fat trigger
[00:33.78]Don't test me, gravedigger had to take a swig
[00:36.27]Of the st, remember the time we first met up
[00:39.15]You threw your set up now you gotta get wet up
[00:41.25]Boom! ping! buck! pow!
[00:41.70]Now who's that mother****er with the diff'rent style?
[00:46.92]Uhh, ya wanted ta trip
[00:48.15]It's all about the clip and who can empty it
[00:51.42]First mate, they made day ak
[00:53.52]And i'll kurtis blow ya ass away like aj
[00:56.79]I'm almost certain i'm put on the hurtin
[01:00.51]*************, it's curtains!
[01:01.17]Locced in my mother****er head
[01:03.06]Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared
[01:05.82]You in danger, mr ********er
[01:08.34]It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger
[01:10.65]Wit'cha drive-by's it took time to catch ya
[01:14.13]But now i gotta wet'cha
[01:15.33]Chorus:
[01:16.71]Now i gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
[01:18.33]Now i gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
[01:21.09]I'm comin ta get'cha (get'cha)
[01:23.61]You better hope i don't catch ya (catch ya)
[01:29.01](you're all wet) the mother****er with the big fat trigger
[01:30.93](you're all wet) the mother****er with the big fat trigger
[01:36.03]S-i-m-i
[01:38.46]Valley for the kkk, rally
[01:40.80]A place on the map where the order is
[01:42.57]4 devils can beat up a motorist
[01:45.48]And get nothin but a slap on the wrist
[01:48.18]Gorillas, gorillas report to the mist
[01:50.61]The fist of fury and i'ma shove em
[01:52.98]Mother****er the jury and who ever love em
[01:55.65]Why you have to leave it to beaver?
[01:57.42]Now i'm chasin beaver' ass with a cleaver
[02:00.36]With the swing, swing, swing and chop, chop, chop
[02:02.85]Get them on, mother****ers
[02:04.05]Cos tonight we're havin chopped liver
[02:05.85]And i'ma cut out'cha heart
[02:07.71]Start the fryin pan for the devil a'la carte
[02:10.56]Twelve mother****ers ya better be glad i never
[02:13.08]Met'cha
[02:13.53]Cos i'm gonna wet'cha
[02:15.21]Chorus
[02:35.01]Now wet mother****ers are bloody
[02:37.05]Cos a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty
[02:40.92]Right into shape
[02:42.39]A hollow point'll run up in ya like ya got weight
[02:45.93]Comin out'cha back, mr mack
[02:47.46]Now they got yo' guts in a sack
[02:49.50]Use to have ya crew real fat in a huddle
[02:51.75]Now you're wet in a puddle, here is the ice cube
[02:54.42]Rebuttle
[02:54.99]You ain't gotta chance, cos even if my bullet just
[02:57.66]Glance
[02:57.99]Ya still wet your pants
[03:00.00]So what'cha wanna do when i got'cha ass point blank
[03:03.03]Ya guaranteed to spank
[03:04.89]Stiff as a board, ya floored
[03:06.93]Go meet the lord and then get ignored
[03:09.69]Cos you're on your way to hell and that i can
[03:12.51]Bet'cha
[03:13.08]That's why i had to wet'cha
[03:14.73]Chorus
[03:22.50](you're all wet) the mother****er with the big fat trigger
[03:48.15]*repeat to fade*

作曲 : Ice Cube/Muggs
now i gotta wet'cha
It's on like donkey kong
You wanted that fast buck
Now i gotta light that ass up
The mother****er with the big fat trigger
Don't test me, gravedigger had to take a swig
Of the st, remember the time we first met up
You threw your set up now you gotta get wet up
Boom! ping! buck! pow!
Now who's that mother****er with the diff'rent style?
Uhh, ya wanted ta trip
It's all about the clip 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
*************, it's curtains!
Locced in my mother****er head
Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared
You in danger, mr ********er
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 mother****er with the big fat trigger
(you're all wet) the mother****er with the big fat trigger
S-i-m-i
Valley for the kkk, rally
A place on the map where the order is
4 devils can beat 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
Mother****er 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 swing, swing, swing and chop, chop, chop
Get them on, mother****ers
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 mother****ers ya better be glad i never
Met'cha
Cos i'm gonna wet'cha
Chorus
Now wet mother****ers are bloody
Cos a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty
Right into 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 mother****er with the big fat trigger
*repeat to fade*