[Intro]
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
These n***as is too salty
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Crack 'em one by one
You n***as got me fucked up

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back
Of the studio tryin' to write a n***a rap
It's the muppet show, most n***as need A&R
To tell 'em how to fuck a ho
Ice Cube, true emcee
Write everything I say, even back in the day
I'mma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick
You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme
If you got a backpack tryin' to act black
Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture
You never approached a mic
You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like
Who deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2
But the n***a with 2 still can serve you
This West Coast flow is different than the East
But it ain't no different in the street
[Hook: Kokane]
I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)
I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy
Cause the salt might make you choke
(I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these n***as is salty they'll make you choke
Oh oh, you n***as got me fucked up

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch
In case these n***as come around to see the Porsche
When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish
They don't understand like a n***a speakin' Spanish
No comprende, me no speak no Engle
Here (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingly
Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley
Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray
Jumpin' over n***as, y'all better king me
Put your rap careers up on eBay
Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ
Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ
I got a big brother nicknamed CJ
When you see him in the hood take it easy
If you a breezy, take him to the heezy
Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy
[Hook: Kokane]
I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)
I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy
Cause the salt might make you choke
I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)
I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these n***as is salty they'll make you choke
Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)

[Verse 3: W.C.]
Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper
Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear-view mirror
Ready to bust with my bandanna, bumpin' oldies
Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe
So I could bust a Crip Walk on these n***as
Yellow tape off these n***as, fuck all these salty n***as
They can't hold our shit
Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit
All you n***as owe us alimony
All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli
On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Kool Mo Dee glasses
Off your face under the transmission, n***a
From the Westside fuckin' up the program
With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham
Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's
Spittin' shells at you n***as like pollaseeds
[Hook: Kokane]
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy
Cause the salt might make you choke
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these n***as is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh