Yeah, yeah
Get your ass up and hurr' up, uh
Ice Cube, baby
Ninety-nine, baby
I'm on the grind, baby
All the time, baby
Show me something

You can do it, put your back into it (uh)
I can do it, put your ass into it (uh-huh)
You can do it, put your back into it (yeah)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it

Tick, tick, boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' Blackstreet, treated like a athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no) it's a marathon
Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on
We be clubbin' 'til the day we die
Nigga, ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, nigga, think again
'Cause when it's sink or swim
You got to think to win
And if I drink this Henn', everybody'll know it
'Cause I ain't going for it, so pray to the Lord
That I don't pull out, cuss out, and bust out
Go the nigga route
Make the trigger shout, uh
You can try to smoke an ounce to this
While I pronounce this shit, baby, bounce them tits
Mama, move them hips, baby, shake them cheeks
I got dick for days, you got ass for weeks (yeah, yeah)

Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real)
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh)

You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it (come on)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it

Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (what?)
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck your husband
This is for my niggas locked away
Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date
But when we get checkmate with Ice Cube the great
As soon as I get a word, we can rush the safe
Fuck them license plates because life is great
It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight
I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit
No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit, bitch

Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real)
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh)

You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it (come on)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it

I do hardcore rhymin', hard time grindin'
Gorilla pimp hoes while other niggas wine and dine 'em
Gotta love this thug shit, S-Class in the mud shit
Pockets on flood shit, OG, lyrical Blood shit
I don't rent, I buy shit, niggas jealous of my shit
Wonder where this young nigga get all the fly shit
While you're rootin' and recruitin', niggas 6-8 hoopin'
I was in the hood shootin', plus I had the white whoopin'
I come from Pyrex bowls and oversized jars
I'm past up stripes, I got stars and bars
No time for playa hatin', Mack paper chasing
Kicked out the substation to the hip hop nation
The mo' hits the mo' bigga with illegal weight figga
Done develop the status of a platinum plus nigga
Bust the first bad ho, fo' sho, I can hit it
I keep pushing, don't quit it, don't stop 'til I get it, uh

Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real)
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (say what?)

You can do it, put your back into it (uh-huh)
I can do it, put your ass into it (come on)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it (come on)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it

Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real)
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it

You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it (come on)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it
Put your ass into it

We be clubbin'
(Freaky gyration, is close to fornication)
We be clubbin'
(Freaky gyration, is close to fornication)
Yeah
(Freaky gyration, is close to fornication)
Ice Cube, Westside Connect gang
You know how we do it
We put it down constantly
Constantly
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Get your ass up and hurr' up