Tha Last Word lyrics

[DJ Quik]
Yeah, haha
Back up in this muthaf*cka for the nine-deuce
And the nine-tre
And right about now I'd like to thank my muthaf*ckin' homeboys
For comin' out to rock on this one wit' me
My n*ggas 2nd II None, my n*gga AMG, my n*gga Hi-C
JFN, the funky white n*gga, haha
My n*gga Playa Hamm, what's up, dawg?
The whole muthaf*ckin' original, Penthouse Players Clique
Haha, my n*gga Eazy-muthaf*ckin'-E, yeah
And a special thanks, to my n*gga, the fonkiest muthaf*cka whoever tuned a bass guitar, a lead guitar, a piano, and the freak-boards, my n*gga Rob muthaf*ckin' Bacon, yeah
And to all you wannabe producers, he ain't for hire, fools
So you better go hire Stan "The Guitar" Man, or some goddamn body
'Cause he ain't for that sh*t
To my n*ggas, Sexy Leroy and the Lovelitez
My n*gga Top Dawg and my homegirl Shello
With the vocal that's mellow
'Cause we can do that, ha
Now right about now I wanna change it up a little bit
I would like to thank all of these no singin'-ass R&B musicians
Who think that rappers have no true musicianship
This is one for y'all
And may yo' wack-ass albums continue not to sell
And to that n*gga Tim Dog, thanks for acknowledging that I'm the fonkiest muthaf*cka in this business
And also, boy yo' mama can suck a golf ball through a water hose, that b*tch is good
And plus I wanna thank my muthaf*ckin' family
And all the rappers from Compton, except one
A no-rappin' monkey-faced one-hit havin'-ass simple-minded punk muthaf*ckin'-ass n*gga from CMW
Yeah, ya punk b*tch
I'd like to thank Profile Records and my girl Cookie
And Shabby Bleu, you always last but not least
'Cause we the two flyest muthaf*ckas in this industry
Piece of pus*y
And we out
I mean gone