Lyrics:
played by the books no
Anytime that want me I screw that, cool cat I'm Ice Prince I make it cold
Ha exactly
Anytime I do it I do it properly
Wait what do
Holla
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
and if you dispute
Ice Cube taught a nigga how to shoot
Got mo' flavor than a lifesaver with a hole in the middle and
Shit'll hit the fan
If you don't
hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvas
Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had T, Cube's Amerikka's Most
And wanted that Chronic on the Left-Coast
Sometimes I wonder what they say
When they see me drive by
Or dey see me for their street them no holla
Shey na because God dey bless me
Dey bring things come
Ay girl
That's what I said when I seen her
Ay girl
Wanna do more than just meet cha
Ay girl
Tell me what's your story
'Cause later on tonight you
drops imma be making a stack (Cha-ching!)
Catch me off a Red Bull I'm on a Rubik's Cube
Catch me off a Red Bull I'm nibbling my pubes (Tasty)
Catch me off
Cause you know I can break some ice
I'm worth the gamble
Like cubes you can call me dice
Let's Take a trip, I been thinking bout taking flights
Fuck
longer
They thought that the West Coast leave
But we still be float
Mo' money 2 fold
Nigga ice cold
Mo' money 2 fold
[Kurupt]
A G is a G which we
The West-coast Warlord,
The Grand Wizard,
Ice Cube,
Motherfuckers head so big they call him jack in the box
[Verse 1]
I'm a superhero, like
to de man dem call Ice Cube (bo! bo!)
And a bust a deuce-deuce or trey-eight bout to get wicked!
One, two, three and I come with the wicked
Style
know from the streets
Don’t wanna here all that talk and rara
Smoking on that huff and it ain't no zaza
Pop pop smart mouth put cha by ya feet
Smell it
Hold on, had to tell my boys to hold off
All my niggas young and reckless, drowsy of the Zoloft
Xanny in the lean and I mix it with the cola
Ice in
at me
This ya boy Lil Bo from the E-S-P
See nigga I smoke everyday, from the lightest of haze
I got the shit I pull up with cha mind off in a daze
bigger like 60 ice cubes
I can't predict my future
But before I go back to the pen my bitch'll shoot ya
I don't mean to confuse ya
You got a good song,
Can't throw me out motherfucker I'm the honery
Trust me I'll never be the nominee
I don't kiss enough ass I'm too honery
Ice cube be where the piranha
Hear that?
Sucker got ice cubes in a cup nigga!
It's like I'm coolin my drink off nigga!
And this my watch boy!
Like I'm coolin my drink off!
We all
way you spin it
Boy getting Lei-Ed by the time we finished
(Woah)
You alright, mate? I see you're in my nation
You can see a black cab in
The talons
relaxing
Biggedy boom box bumping reddedy rock the bells
Blasting Sugarhill Stezo & Double L
Sipping Ice T in Compton with cold blue cubes
Reminiscing
and the
blend, with the soldier grin
Rolling by the sto' with the 4-0,
sitting in my lap like Ice Cube way back when
But we too grown, so we roll by a hoe in
a snitch, nigga or bitch? Ya choose sides
When we roam, we beat back attack of the clones
What kinda shit cha'll niggas is on? We hit home
And spill so
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
I was a rider, that's fa sho
We them niggas getting hated by haters, we them niggas that done made it outrageous
Stack the money in the streets
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