Lyrics:
touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
think I can see it clearer
Never fear em I'm a beast
I was looking in the mirror
It was me vs me
You ain't in my way bitch you ain't gotta move
Heart ice
a player who playing my game,
I'll confront with your boyfriend and take you cause you know I'm old school I don't have a shame,
Believe me I've been there
Oh yeah, and'
And' you know me, hoe
Know where I'm from, know where I rep
[Chorus]
Bitch that hollerin' 'bout 'fuck me"
Nah, fuck that bitch
clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha Grinch
I got your Christmas list
But I ain't buyin' you shit
Tell ya people that I'm comin by (yeah
just a yougin' from the hood, with some dick if ya good
With him, you know that you shouldn't
With me, you know that you should
Go pussy thug, like
at the boss
And if you disobey
Then your bitch is the cost
Ayo
I come from the gutter, homie
I figure you fakers, you know me
I'm doing my tracks and going
a basketball player
Pass weed with the G's
And pass laws with the mayors
See, that's the difference between
You, me, and him
Nigga, I'm Silk the Slim
With
posing topless
She said
Try this, my name's Iris
I'm from Cypress, half black and half Irish, uh
I got a man, but he beats me
Don't know how
tires
Ice all over cause a nigga so fly (so fly)
? and I'm doing what I'm doing
If them clubs gone pop I'm getting straight to em
Nothing on chain put
the junk
Put a sticker on the cover: "x-rated funk"
It?s just me, you say I won?t go far
But I won?t stop rapping cause I rap so hard
>from here to new
mean
I found my nightmares by living through these lost dreams
In my Composition I’m gone ask my self why
Did you meet the goals you set before you die
at
I'm letting you know what's up, and if you don't play by the rules
Oh baby, you get cut, I talked so much, you took my love
You took my love, I thought
heart
She said you're breaking my heart
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a Pinto
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I
Gimme me a hug, we can smoke a dub in my tub
After the club, we can go and make filthy love
I'm the one you need, I got the house, a car and stinky weed
to realize
How I'm tasteless, wasted and watered down by the ice
The cubes are melting, I’m missing the point
Cause all I hear is fear and the crackle on my
scratch this
The ice cube link you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's
was only appraised at forty-two
Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude
of people, who
on the wall too (true)
Let you know where you at if you don't know, fool
Eatin' cereal in house shoes like Ice Cube (ha)
On Fridays I lay low and smoke weed
fool, 30 clip thirty two
Fire the rock and ice cube
Young nigga with a attitude
You snooze you lose don’t play you fool
My newby rule my insta door
Turn
went all the way to the west coast
You already know we the best, ho!
Grind never stops, I can’t rest, no!
So many girls, got me stressed, oh!
I’m going
hommies
My quotes been filling lobbies from provisioning bodies
I'm broke but it's a hobby to know you're pen's a problem
And so I kill all novices, don't
hommies
My quotes been filling lobbies from provisioning bodies
I'm broke but it's a hobby to know you're pen's a problem
And so I kill all novices, don't
the past
And I knew it wouldn't last
'Til my path was clear
She want to get it right with a nice dude
I'm a boss sip scotch with an ice cube
Always ready
сука, I be poppin bands, сука
Put yo hands, ho, Gucci lenses frames, though!
Started from the bottom on my way up
Cash on the brain when I wake up
Don’t
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