Lyrics:
(Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy pitch)
Don't trust no (bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
(Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy pitch)
You can't trust no (bitch!
Yea... Something like my letter to hip hop. Namean
Hey lil mama how you doing, lemme holla at cha
Come here baby girl, lemme holla at cha
Hey lil
Boy, I got lyrics for the brain
You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego quick
I be that chick
The wrong people gon'
Boy, I got lyrics for the brain
You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego quick
I be that chick
The wrong people gon'
[Yo-Yo] The Bonnie and Clyde theme
[Ice Cube]
Run run run from the ghetto bird
Cause I'm down and I got the third-
Five seven, pointed at your boys
blow up
Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ your boy)
Ice Cube, back then they used to fuck me
Now that I'm hot, these bitches still love
Got any last words?
Yeah, yeah, I got some last words
Once again it's on-
Ice Cube's in the motherfuckin' house
The nigga you love to hate
Ice
and lick it
Ice Cube is a thing of the past
If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in your ass
You're the King of punks
King of busters
King
[Yo-Yo] The Bonnie and Clyde theme
[Ice Cube]
Run run run from the ghetto bird
Cause I'm down and I got the third-
Five seven, pointed at your boys
[Ice Cube]
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody that's down for hers, man
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category?
[Yo-Yo]
[Ice Cube]
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody that's down for hers, man
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category?
[Yo-Yo]
[Ice Cube]
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody that's down for hers, man
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category?
[Yo-Yo]
with my infrared
You in danger, Mr. Gangbanger
It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger
Wit'cha drive-by's it took time to catch ya
But now I
at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna'
at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna'
Let's go
Its ya boy WEEZY BABY! Holla, ay aye
Bitch im down with my squiddys
And i ride for the cause
Its the s-q boy with the big fuckin cars
If
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
For everybody in here, especially you (bitch)
That said "Fuck you Ice Cube"
You better check yourself 'fore you wreck yo' self
Yeah, yeah
Yeah,
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
an ice machine
Big strap that let a nigga have to come out
Flyin down Atlanta, go on, come out
Hit the liquor store when nigga used to run out
Throwin up
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
I dedicate this one to the groupie
And the charlie, all on my snoopy
Brothers keep askin, "ice cube yo when will you bust"
They surround me and make
[Ice Cube]
Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation
[Nate Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
Na na na na na na na na (oh oh)
Na
by on the peril vines
Go to the finish, big Texas is next
Stuck him in the neck and I'm beatin on my chest
(Ice Cube)
T-Bone is the king of the jungle
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