Superstar (Double Murder=Double Platinum)

[Chorus] While your shuckin' and jivin' howdy drivin' Rollin' in my SUV (Westside Nigga) All my plus three thugs on the way to the club And when I come you got love for me Cause I'm a super super star (Staaaar) You know we're super super star (Staaaar) [Ice Cube] Everybody know jail records sell records Imma catch a case come to court nigga bail naked I got the formula double murder equal double platinum I know these bitch niggaz wonderin' why I'm bustin' at em The rich a famous ignoramus It's kind of Haynes with the picture of the world that he paint us The most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug got Ain't enough nigga where your mug shot? Where's your drug spot nigga yous a was-not I can't bump your shit if you never was shot Before you bust a verse nigga go snatch a purse You ain't my dogg till you laid up in a hurse And you'll learn about loyalty when the record company Try to fuck your family out the royalty Your number one with a bullet and you took it in the back Goddamn that nigga can rap [Chorus] [Mack 10] Now break me down check my resume tell me what it say It's the hood or nothing cross em out and put a K No NO it don't matter how good you spit If you ain't hit the trauma unit they ain't playin' your shit Who gives a fuck if your money and game up to par Cause jail time and bullets make a nigga a star But it's a shame you ain't gettin' no real as figures Got these white kid fools like you some real as niggaz But most of ya'll is cowards ain't nothin' like me Cause I'm a Westside motherfucker Inglewood G And fuck sellin' records if I gotta get murd I'd rather put my hustle down cook and cut up work And it ain't but a few real killas and scrapers And all these so-called gangstas really backpack rappers And I can care less about a battlin' skills Cause when you bump Mack 10 you get the real reel [Chorus] [WC] Fucked up down the game is fucked up now This new rapper got shot and looked up now nigga Fuck a peace service soon as Dub hit the surface I got em shakin' and nervous cause ya'll created a murderous Brazin' tattoo so blaze the zag fool afraid the gat you Got my gauge right at you Fuck Paula Abdul I'm an American Idol With my album cover posin' with a semi auto rifle Cause murderin' vital cells and steels ain't real enough The media wants drama so I ain't givin' a fuck If I kill me nigga won't get shot in the heart I can hit the countdown to one-o-six and park So bang this shit nigga hang that shit You say you don't but I know you love this gangsta-shit nigga Cause bullet holes and record sales go to together Like cops a radars ash and A and are [Ice Cube] To all my niggaz lovin' chicken and watermelon Talk brokin' English and drug sellin' Rap murderous lyrics and story tellin' You got to be a felon to get your shit sellin' And if it got to be that way A nigga murder me a rapper today It just happened today So if I come clappin' your way It's just to sell what a nigga sold back in the day Bang this and my niggaz get dangerous Bang this with a four five stainless Bang this and the bitches go painless Bang this if you want to be famous Bang this and my niggaz get dangerous Bang this with a four five stainless Bang this and the bitches go painless Bang this if you want to be famous