The absolutely correct answer is coming. This song is "The Walk of W.C.". There is indeed a ice cube and a man Mike 10 in this song. Do you want the lyrics ~ I'll give them to you by the way ~ ~ [ice cube] 1, 2, 3, 4. Get up and get down on the ground. You have to get up and get down (go! ) [WC] to Weeeeeeest, March bang, crumpled starch. Oh, here we go to the chain again, the dubbing SC gang country. Your name [ice cube] ice cube son of a bitch [WC] What's your name [Mack 10] Mack 10 son of a bitch [WC] Okay bang, in my. My white sling is on the weather in my rags, and my khaki pants is handcuffed and dragging three wheels, making the heat scream. This shit on the west coast is what we built. Who wants to bust or fuck him, and admit that you can't fuck with it? I'm on the roof with it, with a bang, from there, Dub SC Fo sho makes you peep slang. Leave the cheese man [chorus] and go nigger. Let me see you go. Go bitch, let me see you go-twice as far as Weeeeeeest. In March, I called on all cars and niggers to try to find cars near the park. After dark, [ice cube] ice cube son of a bitch, on behalf of this, don't take masks as apprentices. You son of a bitch are as defenseless as Catholic priests, and there are about ten children. This is Sunday school. I manage you fools. You didn't do shit. I got the flip shit. Plants spit it like I spit it. Nigger wants to get it, but they don't admit that I have something to do with it. I've been waiting, and you're talking nonsense. I'm an exhibition, like a bulldog. I'm fucking crazy. The rope is broken. Nigger tripped, the lame man came out, four-fifths of the people came out, and there was a brick house. My second son came out and said fuck you and my whole career. I keep it gangster and hustle a[ chorus] [mark 10] This is for ghettos and slums. Every time I spit on niggers and leave funkadelic shit, I may go crazy. I pick up an automatic pistol and put one for gang addicts, because I am like a hand in a glove in the west. I am a gang rap nigger. Now D-Boys love to jump out of braids and valetd is in front of the club. If I hit niggers, I will dub them. Even on the East Coast, I represent Hoo Bangin Iced out, crumpled khaki pants, with red flag fins hanging, and let a bitch show her head. That's eating her chin. If I put down my hair, all hoes, all hoes get your hood, your polo, your tribe, yours? No nigger can beat this set of Mack 10 and connection in the game. It's a hood. I claim that we do damn thang. It closes the chain to Weeeeeeest, calls all cars in March, and niggers seem to find it difficult to get close to the cars in the park. After dark, they get toes to start -2x[ chorus -2x](* improvisation *).