Lyrics:
the negative reviews
But some make me angry now I'm smashing shit like Bruce
I'm the Hulk why you activate my fuse
Click clack get back better listen to Ice Cube
really is
Click clack, get back
You work out, might hit him for a six pack
Work out
Get that? Might hit him for a six pack
Flip that, me and broke nigga
cool, damn that Ice Cube
Mr. Cow, Mr. Chow, Mr. Come-And-Get-Your-Food
Mr. Bruce Leeroy with the Kung Fu
Mr. Rude, Mr. Cutting School, finna bust
ice cold
We pulp free smooth
Every five minutes
Invented some new cool
By the time the crackajakas be jockin'
It's old news
If yo'onknawlmtalmbout
Get
a gang
Roll up on a sucker hit
Him with the click clack 3-2 Zel
Anakin Skywalker pack
Burn a motherfucker to the ashes
Make sure a pig don't come back
Fuck
the new leader of the pack
Wit' the brand new sack, and yo, I can't hold back
Ice Cube (Chorus):
It ain't a problem that I can't fix,
all back
When it click clack
I'm in da
Ville and the
Money lookin' frail
Yeah where'd it go
Probably blew it all on doja
Ain't trippin' bout the drip
don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy my boy my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
Won't you tell 'em what your name
had these beats and these rhymes
Cause I was raised on the Doc-Doc, MC Ren, Ice Cube, DJ Yella in this motherfucker cutting it up
From King T down
plenty of times
She said that day no I wasn't whoring
Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring
Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court
plenty of times
She said that day no I wasn't whoring
Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring
Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court
[Ice Cube]
They say "Gangster, gangster! Tell me how you do it
How you get through it and them other niggas blew it"
I keep my eye on the prize then
around me unless you throw somethin'
It's P funk, C funk or no funk at all
LAPD on my back and they won't get off
'Cause I'm a Cali boy, that's on my
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
Hell yeah! The Almighty E-A-Ski
I got my niggas MC Ren and Ice Cube on that Rebel Music
Look at The Vill twenty-twenty
Weak ass niggas done fucked
[Ice Cube]
Damn, I'm sweatin like a nigga at a white woman funeral
"Lench Mob.."
"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
Huh, break 'em off somethin
The motherfuckers shot but the punks missed
Ice Cube is outgunned, what is the outcome?
Will they do me like Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles
Standin'
run with wild Crooklyn niggas with gats
Pigged-push wigs back on corner spots full of criggedy-crack
My niggas click back, kid, that's why we hold
.. Look in my safe see big stacks
.. U don't know me bitch get back
.. Heard ya whole team just big rats
Click clack u can miss me wit the chit chat
black box chevy
Crank my car, she be hummin, rims so big u can see me comin'
Prime time click, we get money, stay iced up like tv johnny
Cream
[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
shake em all
I'm at the mall, buyin' shit, like hot dog on a stick
These bitches all on the dick
Ice Cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed
scatter, it'll make ya throw up
Then I take advantage, you can't manage
To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up
Hit up, Ice Cube tearing shit up
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