That New Funkadelic lyrics - Ice Cube

California

You know the beat so sweet like booty meat

(So sweet)

You know the beat so sweet like booty meat

(Like booty meat)

You know the beat so sweet like booty meat

You know the beat so sweet like booty meat

No matter who you meet, you can move your feet

Come through bumpin' that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Come through bumpin' that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Ice Cube got that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Ice Cube got that new Funkadelic

Better run, go tell it

Got an uncle named George

Only motherfucker always down to org'

Freaky motherfucker wanna Georgy-porge

Treat a big booty like a smorgasbord

Freaks on the flow, freaks on the flow

How many of y'all freaks on the low?

Freaks on the flow, freaks on the flow

How many of y'all freaks on the low?

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin' bitch, I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

You know all about that party life

Party life

All about that party life

Party life

All about that party life

Party life

All about that party life

Party life

Come through bumpin' that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Come through bumpin' that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Ice Cube got that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Ice Cube got that new Funkadelic

Better run, go tell it

I heard weed was legal

Grow that shit nigga, feed your people

I heard weed was legal

Grow that shit nigga, feed your people

I heard weed was legal

Grow that shit nigga, feed your people

I heard weed was legal

Grow that shit nigga, feed your people, c'mon

Let's make a toast to every lazy

(Throw one up for the whole wide world)

(It's a west-side celebration)

(No doubt about us, then you freaky, freaky yeah)

You know the funk will linger

All these motherfuckers wanna smell my finger

All these motherfuckers wanna fuck my singers

I don't give a damn nigga, Jerry Springer

California love, California blood

Long as I got it I don't give a fuck

It's the hypnotic, I'm the narcotic

So if you're spotted actin' robotic

Freeze just like a mannequin

And then start panicking

I'm too hard for you

They still wanna feed you like barbecue

Freaks on the flow, freaks on the flow

How many of y'all freaks on the low?

Freaks on the flow, freaks on the flow

How many of y'all freaks on the low?

Come through bumpin' that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Come through bumpin' that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Ice Cube got that new Funkadelic

That new Funkadelic

Ice Cube got that new Funkadelic

Better run, go tell it

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin'

What's up for the evening?

You know the beats so sweet like booty meat

(Like booty meat)

You know the beats so sweet like booty meat

You know the beats so sweet like booty meat

No matter who you meet, you can move your feet

One For The Money lyrics - Ice Cube

They ask me why I'm still in the game

Is it for the love or for the money?

And if everybody gettin' paid in love, I'm in it for the love

But if everybody gettin' paid in money

One for the money

Two for the money, uh

Three for the money

What the fuck is so funny?

Just 'cause you got the honey, can't get nothin' from me

Who I look like, the fuckin' Easter Bunny?

Release the Kraken, yup, and I get it crackin'

Mother fuckers better run when I Enter the Dragon

When I'm stackin', all y'all fuckin' tails'll be waggin'

Still khakis and Chucks, bitch, you know the fashion

Never change even though you look so strange

I'ma keep it one hunnid, you can keep the change

Some of y'all in the game for sex and drugs

But I'm in the game for checks and love, nigga

One for the money

Two for the money, uh

Three for the money

What the fuck is so funny? (Bitch)

Just 'cause you got the honey, can't get nothin' from me

Who I look like, the fuckin' Easter Bunny?

You bitches back up, you niggas act up

And knock down everything that I stack up

You better clean up before I re-up

I'm outta site bitch, Scotty beam me up

Some niggas hypnotized by the ass and the thighs

But pretty eyes won't get you on the Enterprise

It's shitty (What?), that God don't like ugly

It's a pity that I could give a fuck about pretty, bitch

One for the money

Two for the money, uh

Three for the money

What the fuck is so funny?

Just 'cause you got the honey, can't get nothin' from me

Who I look like, the fuckin' Easter Bunny?

Baby, baby, I know what you all about

Tryna get me to pull them dollars out

Fake hair, fake eyes, shit, I say no more

Fake titties, fake ass, what I'm payin' for?

Did it occur, you look like her?

And after these drinks you all look like a blur (God damn)

Even Superman lookin' for a bitch tonight

Understand that pussy like Kryptonite

One for the money

Two for the money, uh

Three for the money

What the fuck is so funny?

Just 'cause you got the honey, can't get nothin' from me

Who I look like, the fuckin' Easter Bunny?

If ain't about a dollar, I'ma have to holla, get at 'cha

Go jump in my Impala

If ain't about a dollar, I'ma have to holla, get at 'cha

Go jump in my Impala

One for the money

Two for the money, uh

Three for the money

What the fuck is so funny?

Just 'cause you got the honey, can't get nothin' from me

Who I look like, the fuckin' Easter Bunny?

Non Believers lyrics - Ice Cube

To all the non-believers (non-believers, non-believers)

I make a non-believer say, "Oh my God"

Ain't nothin' too incredible for the Wizard of Oz

Ain't nothin' too regretable for me to lose no sleep

These the cards I was dealt, bitch, read 'em and weep

It's that West side rollin, pussies get swollen

Knockin' niggas down in the pen, I'm bowlin'

Controllin' everything I'm holdin'

I made a promise to myself

I'ma keep it gangsta always even in the hallways of corporate America, break down the barrier

Self-made, Koolaid, fuck what you say

Fuck what he say, pimpin' ain't easy

Don Mega put a dagger in your swagger

Rollin' zones, tell Mick Jagger

Fuck the chit chatter

I got a bladder full of red cup liquor, yes, my nigga

Drinkin' out the pitcher, I turn water into wine like scripture

Make a toast, every dose is a overdose

And that ghost'll make your ass do the holy ghost

Make believers outta non-believers

Make believers out the overseers

Make 'em bow down when they need us

We got some non-believers out there

Make believers outta non-believers

Make believers out the overseers

Make 'em bow down when they need us

They got to bow down when they need us

Boo, I pop up like a phantom

And niggas got to take the ass whoopin' that I hand 'em

Yup, the guys call me Samson, I'm dangerous with a Samsung

Call my niggas at random and they quick to make ugly outta handsome

Old rappers, I fuck up your grandson

New rappers, meet Charlie Manson

I brainwash your damn son, yup, he'll leave the house with a handgun

But if he ran into Zimmerman, pull it out homie, you ain't got to run

It's a cold, cold world for all these non-believers and underachievers

These fake ass bitches and divas

Where the fuck will they go when they leave us?

Make believers outta non-believers

Make believers out the overseers

Make 'em bow down when they need us

We got some non-believers out there

Make believers outta non-believers

Make believers out the overseers

Make 'em bow down when they need us

They got to bow down when they need us

Don't get hogtied fuckin' with the raw hide

My four-five make the law hide

For life, gangsta for life

Think about your wife 'fore you play with your life

It's that rattlesnake from the battle state, trick

That python with the mic on, bitch

Palm trees are like napalm, grimy

In my hood he like Treyvon, try me

I'm walkin' home with my Skittles

The neighborhood watch first house to get riddled

Bust, leave bullets in your pillow

You fuckin' hero, don't make that bitch a widow

This gon' hurt just a little

White people, stop sayin' 'ghetto'

It's like the pot callin' the kettle

Damn, you the reason why we ghetto

We got some non-believers out there

Make believers outta non-believers

Make believers out the overseers

Make 'em bow down when they need us

They got to bow down when they need us

Can you believe this mother fuckin' shit?

Havin' faith is believin' in somethin' you have yet to see

You got to believe in somethin', homie

Why not believe in me?

Still In The Kitchen lyrics - Ice Cube

The almighty E-A-Ski track

Cook it up

Yeah

Raised a man, bake a man, roll that dough

Smokin' on a Swisha, bloody as a butcher

Cut you in two with mister ginsu

John Wu nigga from the LA Zoo

Grade A ass, I filet that ass

I make that cash, a birthday bash

I wedding crash, it's the iron chef

The big piece of chicken, that's all that's left

Cake Boss get you full as Rick Ross

All this sugar, don't forget to floss

Get lost if you already ate

Up out the kitchen, nigga, don't violate

Don't 'cha get shot, 'cha fuckin' bloodclot

No you're not, up in [?]

Shit is hot, baby, if your ass can't take it

Get the fuck out or get butt naked

W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it

I'm still in the kitchen

Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on

There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen

You niggas don't want it

Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough

I'm still in the kitchen

With all that ambition

Yeah, I'm still in the kitchen

I'm still in the kitchen

Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat and his woman can't cook?

Nigga, I shook

Just my luck, fuck a potluck

B-B-Bitch better know how to fuck a duck up

Baby, wake up and hook my steak up

I don't give a fuck about your make-up

Don't come in here with no Wolfgang Puck

Hockey puck tastin' ass shit that suck

People know that my herbs and spices give niggas the itis with no gingivitis

Bite us

They think they gettin' they Wendy's but they gettin' is sugar diabetes

These Twinkies, got 'em wrapped around my pinkies

Cream fillin' comes out when I kill 'em

The cookie monster is up in the buildin'

Willy Wonka, I treat 'em like my children

My favorite

W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it

I'm still in the kitchen

Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on

There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen

You niggas don't want it

Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough

I'm still in the kitchen

With all that ambition

Yeah, I'm still in the kitchen

I'm still in the kitchen

My gumbo is like straight up Columbo

Ya know? That shit that they grow out in Humbolt

Ya know? They wanna call me the colonel

That nigga dead, this shit eternal

Ya know? Take a look in my cookbook

Everything I do is a good look

Don't mistake my notepad for the Good Book

The nerve of 'em, turn on my oven

Mother fucker so full, think I drug 'em

Hand on they stomach, can't stop rubbin'

Fatten ya up and if ya herky jerky

Carve your ass up in that turkey jerkey

Serve you on a platter with side of clam chowder

My hot sauce ain't just hot, it's gunpowder

Aunt Jemima but my fuckin' syrup

I make a chef take his ass back to Europe

W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it

I'm still in the kitchen

Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on

There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen

You niggas don't want it

Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough

I'm still in the kitchen

With all that ambition

Yeah, I'm still in the kitchen

I'm still in the kitchen

Give me half a cup of hustle

A teaspoon of game

And a pinch of bullshit

Good Cop Bad Cop lyrics - Ice Cube

Turn me loose

Turn me loose

Break 'em off some

Yeah

Good cop, good cop, rollin' with that bad cop

What you doing, boy, turn in that blood clot

Buck shot shot, they fly through the drug spot

Robots can't give a damn who the fuck's shot

Clean cop, clean cop, fucking with that dirty cop

Don't act like yo ass never heard of that

Clean cop, clean cop, rollin' with that mean cop

Still tryna act proud as a peacock

You know that mean cop might need a detox

Motherfucker tryna blow me out my Reeboks

But I swing like Jack and the Beanstalk

Chop them down, when these bitches tryna lock me down

Hit the ground, hit the turf, walk the earth

Cube kidnap your mind, Patty Hearst

Bust a verse, that'll make your ass hit reverse

Kill the curse that was placed on the universe

West coast war lord

Blacker than the black knight

Fuck a black and white, when they ain't actin' right

Good cop, good cop fillin' out your report

Bad cop asking you to distort

Bad cop asking you to lie in court

Send another young brother up north

Send another young sister off course

While these motherfuckers chill on the golf course

Black police showin' out for the white cop

White police showin' out for the wack cop

Black police showin' out for the white cop

White police showin' out for the wack cop

Lazy cop, fuckin' with that crazy cop

Always bragging 'bout that new case he got

Do or die cop, with that suicide cop

Tell the truth cop with that "You-a-lie" cop

Are you fuckin' high cop? Don't even try cop

Ain't no motherfuckin' drugs up in my spot

All you find in my closet is the high tops,

And my motherfuckin' tickets to the sky box

Hold up nigga (hold up), I'm a rider

Youse a roll up, yep, the controller

Make me mad, that's when I get swole up (don't touch that)

The Incredible Hulk is bipolar

Come out the cuffs, knock off the rust

Throw my hands up, you still wanna bust

The Trojan horse is full of excessive force

When they try get aggressive, niggas off the porch

Black police showin' out for the white cop

White police showin' out for the wack cop

Black police showin' out for the white cop (Turn me loose)

White police showin' out for the wack cop

Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?

Where's your empathy? Where is your sympathy?

Bad cop, where's your humanity?

Good cop, is that just a fantasy?

Tell on that nigga, snitch on that bitch

Truth be told, motherfuck the blue code

Fuck the po-po actin' like Deebo

Already know Craig a-let the brick go

Black Lives Matter, is not chit chatter

-Cause all they wanna do is scatter brain matter

A mind is a terrible thing to waste

A nine is terrible in your face

The mace has a terrible fuckin' taste

The pen is a terrible fuckin' place

The kings all hate the fuckin' ace

The judge sabotaged my fuckin' case

Racist motherfucker

Black police showin' out for the white cop

White police showin' out for the wack cop

Ice Cube other songs:

 

Drop Girl lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Redfoo & 2 Chainz)

[Redfoo & Ice Cube:]

Drop girl

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

[Redfoo:]

Stop, drop, and roll it

I like bad bitches in that club that control it

If you tote it, uh huh, you get voted

And to my haters, I'm back moded

And we exploded on you motherfuckers

We took shots and reloaded on your motherfuckers

Ayy, I can't hear you talking to me

Don't interrupt me when I'm talking to the booty

[Redfoo & Ice Cube:]

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

[Ice Cube:]

Stop, drop and pop it

And after you pop it, please put it in my pocket

Look here, I need a sponsor, we can turn the city out

You remind me of my drop top, titties out

Ooh yeah, and can spend about 50 thou

All you do is make 50 thou

We can run and go spend it now, haters

Realize it just don't stop, see you at them pearly gates

Hit the button that make you, make you...

[Redfoo & Ice Cube:]

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

[2 Chainz:]

Drop drop it, lemme see you squat it

Type a nigga gettin' private dances in the public

Hit her from the back, grabbing on her shoulders

Hair weave killa, girl don't you get nervous

Cleaning some detergent, all my cars got curtains

I left her like Ginobili

My Rollie cost a car, and I don't have a car note

I took her from the bar to the car to the condo

[Redfoo & Ice Cube:]

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

Drop girl, drop

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

Drop

Brought to you by drop it like its hot and pick it up like's not production

Dealers in funky music and round jiggly shit you can play with

(If I hit the switch, I could make that ass...)

Drop

I'm Reckless In The Booth lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. OhMyGoodness)

My juice is 900 proof

Only message to the youth

I'm reckless in the booth

My juice is 900 proof

Only message to the youth

I'm reckless in the booth

I tell you no lies, please recognize

I'll serve your monkey ass, two piece and some fries

Niggas realize, it's not a disguise

This hardcore shit will make your home girl strip

Make you wanna take a sip of that red cup

Guess what, rest up, don't give a fuck

Never did, small shit is irrelevant

Heaven knows only live for the hell of it

Know the elephant, hate anything celibate

Don't really give a damn, what I tell a bitch

Home going to the moon might see you soon

Try to get the outlaw out the saloon

Hear the click clack first then you hear the boom

Get the fuck off my clap, mushroom

Get out my face fore' I drop you

Don't try to gamble, with Earl Campbell (nah-ah)

I scramble your eggs boy

Replace your arms with your motherfucking legs boy

They call me Dexter, Dave Hester, Clyde Drexler

MMA, you's a wrestler

(Real talk)

My juice is 900 proof

Only message to the youth

I'm reckless in the booth

My juice is 900 proof

Only message to the youth

I'm reckless in the booth

I don't know why these suckers is frontin'

Like they ain't runnin' and duckin'

With my team start that buckin' and fuckin'

That's what happen when you get somethin' from nothin'

Any motherfuckers that wanna kick it done out in public

OMG motherfucker and it's good to be home

And I say sorry for the wait but I was burning the throne

It's time to take shit, (take that shit) got no time for the hate bitch

They talk shit, cause they ain't shit (real talk)

It's that rise of the ape shit

With no Cesar, catch me rocking the pro

Like I'm on that number 8 shit

Niggas in the back wit their traps upon their hats

And they guess they pack all black

They'll take your racks on racks on racks nigga

Thank god the gangster's back

And we ain't gotta put up with this brainless rap

Oh my goodness, OMG and I'm reckless in the booth

And I ain't never been less than the truth, motherfucker!

Nobody Wants To Die lyrics - Ice Cube

(from "Mafia III" soundtrack)

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

Y'all thought I was soft as cotton

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

Messed around and forgot I was rotten

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

You know my resume

You tell 'em I'm on my way

But nobody (You tell 'em, I'm on my way)

Ah nobody wants to die

I keep my mind on my money, I keep my hand on my gunny

Don't get to playin' with sonny, unless you Playboy Bunny

I'll put four in your tummy, tap two in your brain

See the man ain't playing, if you think it's a game

Haters whisper my name, suckers want what I slang

Arrogant and I'm vain, DA want me to hang

But let me explain, like Abel and Cain

That the black Grim Reaper is not my brother's keeper

Revenge, revenge a killer's on a binge of revenge

It depends if I can live with my sins

Lose family and friends (lost em all)

Now you got to lose life and limb, spit phlegm on them

Got the code of Rakim, homey, jokes ain't allowed

And you boy ain't scared to move the crowd with something loud

If you doubt what I'm about, go ahead an run your mouth

I'm the last thing you see when your time is running out, trick

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

I'll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

Messin' with the wrong one, send you on that long run

Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain't the one, son)

Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (yeah)

But nobody (Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)

Ah nobody wants to die

You forgot where I come from, you forgot what I do

You forgot what you was sayin', cuz I'm blockin' your view

Now I got you on cue, you about to turn blue

Get around me now you actin' like my little nephew

Boy what you wan' do? You ain't gon' do ish

But go take a ish, is 'bout as funky as it get

Now I'ma have to admit, that I was prolly too nice

But take my advice or I'll take your life

Now if you still wanna slice, let's start with the fingers

Let's move to the toes, and end with the penis

See men are from Mars, now you from Venus

How dumb you got to be tryin' to think with the genius

It's the big payback, you can't clown James Brown

See a brother been down ever since Jamestown

You either swim or you're drowned, you either gagged or you're bound

Now you can't make a sound, boy look at you now

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

I'll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)

Everybody wants to go to Heaven

Messin' with the wrong one, send you on that long run

Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain't the one, Crip)

Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (Go on)

But nobody (Nobody, na)

Ah nobody wants to die

We Be Ballin' lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Shaquille O'Neal & Michael Jackson)

(remix of "We Be Clubbin'")

[Ice Cube:]

I love this game, yeah

Haha, haha, haha!

Yeah!

We be balling

Everybody likes sort of plays we calling

Your team falling

We ain't stalling

We just slamming and jamming

Like it ain't nothing wrong

(Booya!) It's back

The NBA's where it's at

We the max

VIP's, watching Shaq stacking up the numbers

Back in the promise stunnah

You ought a check him smarter or a little harder

Now we can fall on land, air and water

Catch a [?] then you think she ought a

You have to order the smarter

Any team like that

Jordan me and Shaq

A dream team pack

Watch my man Allen and I, take it to the rim!

Two minutes left and we winning by ten

We proudly win, we all [?] up

(Boo!) You in my house, you get no love

We be balling

Everybody likes sort of plays we calling

Your team falling

We ain't stalling

We just slamming and jamming

Like it ain't nothing wrong

(Bring it) Get your ball on!

[Michael Jackson:]

Nothing you can say, nothing you can do

We be balling you, we be balling you

No one to defeat, you'll see what we can do

We be balling you, we be balling you

[Shaquille O'Neal:]

Baby like Rolls Royce

Rashaun for short

Keep my flow

Like low punks

Nice and swift

Priceless gift

The part of we hitting

Bigger your bruise

Better field no excuses

Say play at you lose

Pay my dues

Ice Cube is with me

We quite nifty

Ballers making history

By being quick as 50

You ballers, with daisy champ, baby

What's your thing

They don't go whoever, whenever

Emitten' angst (Yeah, yeah!)

I been balling

Shaq calling

There's another game played

LIVE 98' for the fame

Ice Cube, do these kids wanna be him

They die and trade for, [?] Colosseum

We ain't bet you, kill balling

Forward thrust, crossover left-right

Carved in the dust (What!)

Haha, haha, what! (What!)

[Ice Cube:]

We be balling

Everybody likes sort of plays we calling

Your team falling

We ain't stalling

We just slamming and jamming

Like it ain't nothing wrong

Get your ball on!

[Michael Jackson:]

Nothing you can say, nothing you can do

We be balling you, we be balling you

No one to defeat, you'll see what we can do

We be balling you, we be balling you

[Ice Cube:]

I'm MVP

So what's up now?

The number two team

Just touchdown

Watch me as I can

I put myself over to the floor

And not going in for the score

It's pulling off my flow

They start to push and shove

The skills us possess

Must come from up above

Look, for everybody waiting on us

And scrub, for everybody hating on us

Their waiting on us

A day only visiting

And their trying to come to my house, and when

I see you watching me, but I'm the flybird

And I can take you to the home, like the doctor (Watch)

As I see her getting home

Does she know

That I'm a superstar?

Don't they know who we are

We going all the way, baby

We going win this war

[Michael Jackson:]

Nothing you can say, nothing you can do

We be balling you, we be balling you

No one to defeat, you'll see what we can do

We be balling you, we be balling you

So hard to defeat, we love just to compete

We be balling you, we be balling you

Hate to make you plead, we'll bring you to your knees

We be balling you, we be balling you

[Ice Cube:]

Shake them off, shake them off, take them off

For the real, for the real, we rock them in

Shake them off, shake them off, take them off

For the real, for the real, we rock them in

We be balling, we be balling...

Everythang's Corrupt (2018)

• Super OG (Intro)
• Arrest The President
• Chase Down The Bully
• Don't Bring Me No Bag
• Bad Dope
• On Them Pills
• Fire Water
• Streets Shed Tears
• Ain't Got No Haters
• Can You Dig It?
• That New Funkadelic
• One For The Money
• Still In The Kitchen
• Non Believers
• Everythang's Corrupt
• Good Cop Bad Cop

Crowded lyrics - Ice Cube

[Verse 1:]
This shit is crowded
When the whole place crowded, I’m about it
And when a nigga is about it, don’t doubt it
I’ve got a pocket full of evil, gettin’ love from my people
You don’t wanna see the sequel, if you see it…
Everything you wanna be, I’mma be it
Everything you wanna do, I’mma do it
The best you ever smoked, I probably grew it
I’m the fluid and I flow like the ocean
This chickens need lotion
Even use moisturizer… need coachin’
I’m so West Coastin’, I’m so slow motion
Baby wanna put it in my face and crank it open
But baby, just put it in my pocket ’cause it’s open
And please stop hopin’ that a nigga is elopin’
‘Cause I ain’t…
I’m goin’ straight to the bank
And if I have another drink it might be the whole tank

[Hook:]
This shit is crowded – I’m buffaloing hoes
I’m throwin’ ‘bows in bones, I might break your nose
This shit is crowded – I’m buffaloing hoes
I’m throwin’ ‘bows in bones, I might break your nose
This shit is crowded – I’m buffaloing hoes
I’m throwin’ ‘bows in bones, I might break your nose
This shit is crowded – I’m buffaloing hoes
I’m throwin’ ‘bows in bones, I might break your nose
This shit is crowded

[Verse 2:]
When the whole place crowded, I’m about it
And when a nigga is about it, don’t doubt it
I like it wet and sweaty
Hot as the Serengeti, bustin’ nuts, bustin’ cherries
And it’s on…
It ain’t never, ever off
Unless you’re talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ lights in my loft
Unless you’re talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ Porsche pullin’ off
And niggas passin’ out when they smell that exhaust
And it’s on…
I keep it turnt up and burnt up
When you gon’ learn? I’m a head turner
Rich as Ted Turner, fuckin’ Tina Turner
Hope that concern ya, get the fuck out the way
Warriors, warriors, please come out and play
You can’t keep up, we in the fuckin’ Milky Way
And when I come back, these niggas all better pray
It ain’t a good day, I might have my AK

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
For me, MC means “move the crowd”
For me, MC means “move the crowd”
For me, MC means “move the crowd”
For me, MC means “move the crowd”

[Verse 2:]
We packed – all together
Like sweaty ass cracks (sweaty ass cracks)
We packed – all together
Like sweaty ass cracks (sweaty ass cracks)
This shit is crowded
I see some of y’all love it
You hope the chick in front of you might try to rub it
But slow the fuck down, ’cause your jeans are too hard
I don’t go stupid, I’m a retard
I’m the one pushin’ when the crowd get to mushin’
And if I stage dive – you my cushion
And when I’m all about it, you can read all about it
Five in the shotty when I’m in the building, and…

[Hook]

Everythang's Corrupt lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro: x2]
Everythang's corrupt
Everythang's fucked up
Everythang's 'bout to buck me shit out of luck

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Go to school
The teacher want to fuck the students
Go to church
My preacher turn to prostitution
The prosecution never read my files
That evil ass judge fell asleep at my trial
This shit is wild
Chickens getting sick as the cows
Birds falling out the sky, fish dying in piles
It's fishy
Politicians smell like my balls
Talking that shit will he cripple my styles
I got many
Now I'm pinching pennies, no doubt
I squeeze Lincoln so hard
A fucking booger came out
It's a shame
I used to be on top on my game
They took the shirt off my back, and replaced it with chains
I met Mr. Lee Harvey, from the "Tea Party"
He used to hate Obama 'till he felt Hurricane Charlie
Looking for his FEMA Check
It's gone with the wind
When them dicks is in
You know the fix is in

[Hook: x2]
For my birthday, buy me a politician
It's a shame that you got to dish your children
Everythang's corrupt
Everythang's fucked up
Everythang's bout' to buck me shit out of luck

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
Everythang's a scam
Beat the next man, that's capitalism
They'll just, built a new prison
For your slick ass niggas
That's trying to beat the system
Put you on the front line
If you ain't re-enlist in this
It's hot, in hells kitchen
Get ready, for the lynching brainwash media
And puppet politician
Keep out of position
Out of commission
Buy, medicine or food
That's not a decision
The 99 percent
Is mad and trying to vent
Police grab my fucking arm, then they got bent
Now it's in a splint
I can't pay my rent
The interest on my credit card
I ain't made a dent
The U.S. Mint
I heard they about to print
But it's fucked up, cause I won't see a cent
I'm sick of getting ignored
This wall I can't afford
I'm going to the pent
Free room, free ward, bitch

[Hook x2]

[Outro:]
It's a wall of confusion
My niggas stay losin'
I know what ya' doin'
They drug abusin'
My bitches be choosin'
My music be uzin'
Them thugs be cruisin'
They love what you doin'
A wall of confusion
My niggas they losin'
I know what ya' doin'
The drug abusin'
My bitches be choosin'
My music be uzin'
Them thugs be cruisin'

Sasquatch lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro:]
I think they spotted me

[Hook:]
They call me Sasquatch, please check the watch
This is Bigfoot, don't get it shook
Out in Japan they call me Godzilla
Up in Africa, King Kong gorilla

[Verse 1:]
Michael Joe Jackson used to call me Thriller
All my enemies swear I'm Attila
Vietnam vet, burn down your villa
Captain Crunch scream, serial killer
Out in O-Town I'm a fucking pirate
Think I'm Rodney King? We can start a riot
You a fat bitch, I'm a fucking diet
You in solitary, I'm piece and quiet
This a nightmare on Elm Street
You're just a runaway with a pimp speak
You're a thirsty man, I'm so empty
At your funeral, no sympathy

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
They call me Sasquatch, please check the watch
Please check the time, I'm like turpentine
And it's burping time
You exhausted I know, cause I'm overtime
And I'm over the line, come over to mine
I already left
You wanting a rhyme, bitch? I'm So So Def
You ready to shine, I'm already blind, you already lyin'
A nigga ain't buyin' what you selling
Always open; 7/11
When I blow niggas know here come tsunami
You got a bucket list, my list is Bugatti
You that drowning kid at the pool party
I'm the carnivore over your body

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Don't make me, don't make me put this foot up your as
(Don't do it)
Don't make me, don't make me put this foot up your as
(Don't)
Don't make me, don't make me put this foot up your as
What you do? Bring it down and bring me my cash

[Verse 3:]
You'se a fucking prick, but I'm Moby Dick
I'm Darth Vader, you Obi Wan Kenobi, bitch
He's Jim Kelly, y'all, I'm Terry Bradshaw
He is baby ass, I'm like diaper rash
I'm like stinking trash, I'm like party crash
Like getting caught with hash
I'm like your stolen cash
I like you feeling bad, they call me Schleprock
I like the whole country looking at the debt clock
Pyroclastic flow, this is Pompeii
Whoever in the way, turn you into clay
Call me out on name and that's a hurricane
I'll send the wind and the water and the pouring rain
I am boring, mane, I am snoring, mane
I'm the pain that's wearing off the Novacane
I'm the weight you gain, I make your titties hang
I'm the crowded train that just hit the mane

[Hook]

Sic Them Youngins On 'Em lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro:]
Lench Mob incorporated
Fuck with the godfather
See what ya get
Punishment
Consequences and repercussions
Understand me
Y'all know what I do

[Hook: x2]
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em

[Verse 1:]
Try to go ham on porky pig
Fucked up boy, that's what you did
Barbed wire, come through, split your wig
Y'all can't wrestle with the giant squid
Try to give dap to the iron fist
Ask Al Green, I'm hot as grits
Yarn in my hand, no pinky ring
Godfather, nigga, I pull the strings
Do what I tell'em, buy what I sell 'em
Puppet Master, I'm Jim Hanson
See my muppets, they like duckets
Y'all better run when you see that bucket
Hit that corner, do what I wanna
Get another jar for the organ donor
Ice Cube, nigga, I know better
But you ain't gotta fight
When you got that Cheddar

[Hook: x2]
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em

[Verse 2:]
Try to have beef with a fucking bull
With no teeth I'm about to pull
I'm that dentist this the finish
All the spoils go to the winners
Don't go mad cause my hands are clean
I'm the king, never flee on the scene
Wizard of Oz, if you need a brain
Need a heart? Here's a start!
Don't you worry if you need the courage
Y'all motherfuckers know where you heard it
Gangsta, gangsta, thank me now
Rap God nigga, please take a bow
Can't take bullshit from a cow
Don't ask who, I'm a fuckin' owl
Thirstin' howl, will get you murdered
Come to the boss if you need some work
Come to the boss if you need some hurt
White collar boy, if you check my shirt
Here come my sons just like Lavert
Gotta get my boys up out the dirt
Putting the rap game on alert
Fuck with them and I will revert
Back to the old days, back to the old ways
Back to the AK's fucking up doorways

[Hook: x2]
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em

[Verse 3:]
Try to play chicken with a fucking rooster
Don't you worry, I'm not the shooter
I M A fucking computer, with a whole army of boosters
Nigga got out one piece, five piece, dime piece
Cause my crimmies move like zombies
What? Been here since the 90's
Don't act like you don't know where to find me
Now, if you wanna get slimy
Look at all the grimy
Niggas all behind me
You don't wanna go to war so you start to sing
Why can't we be friends? We can be friends
Pussy ass niggas by extent
Pray to the God, repent your sins
Ice Cube ain't like the rest of them

[Hook: x2]
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em
Sic them youngins on 'em

[Outro:]
Try to go ham on porky pig
Fucked up boy, that's what you did
Try to go ham on porky pig
Fucked up boy, that's what you did
Try to go ham on porky pig
Fucked up boy, that's what you did
Try to go ham on porky pig
Fucked up boy, that's what you did

The Big Show lyrics - Ice Cube

They call me Hollywood (Here come the big show)
They call me Hollywood (Here come the big show)

Watch me hit the corner on these muthafuckas

[Hook:]
They call me Hollywood (Here come the big show)
They call me Hollywood (Here come the big show)
Let a bitch know!

[Verse:]
See my nigga Snoop is always up in the coupe
And my homeboy Dub you know I'm fuckin' with cuzz
See my nigga Game you know
He's running with bloods
Boy you know the name Ice Cube
Show me love
My homie $hort
Catch him at the airport
That Crazy Toones always high as the moon
That nigga June he is the brother of Bone
And he got a gun that's the color chrome
See my nigga Tony Draper always chasing the paper
And he always keeping gangsta
Bitches catching the vapors
See my homie Starr
You might not know who he are
He in the club with his locs on up in the dark
Boy that nigga Keeb
Get whatever you need
See we call him Bo
Nigga check his M.O.
These are the people I know
These are the places I go
This is my world muthafucka
Just one big show

[Hook]

What you see muthafucka
V.I.P muthafucka
What you see muthafucka
This is my cousin BR
He's just like my right arm
He might fuck you with charm
But don't be alarmed
This is my nigga Big Hurk
He's just like an expert
In the business of hurt
See my nigga do work
That's my son Doughboy
And if you get him annoyed
He might drop 'yo ass off
And pull out his Droid
Oh My Goodness
OMG is his brother
Cause of his ass
I got to move from daughters to mothers
Like Jinx always up in the pink
Smell his finger and I bet that muthafucka will stink
See my homie Deion ain't fuckin' with no peon
And that nigga Kobe you know he's going for 40

[Bridge 2x:]
These are the people I know
These are the places I go
This is my world muthafucka
Just one big show

[Hook]

Do I know Denzel?
Yeah I know Samuel L.
I got love for Mike epps
That nigga funny as hell
Did I talk to Dr.Dre?
Have I seen MC Ren?
Every now and then please don't ask me again
Me and Greenfield been down since '80
I miss rolling in Mercedes with my homie K-Dee
I put money on the books for my nigga J-Dee
See Shorty is a Muslim use to be crazy
I ate dinner with Martin
And had meetings with Magic
Chopped it up with 2Pac
Before it was a tragic

[Bridge]

They call me Hollywood
Red carpet
V.I.P. bitch
They call me Hollywood
Complimentary everything

[Hook]

"I Am The West" (2010)

A Boy Was Conceived (Intro) lyrics - Ice Cube

[Keith David]
Only three short years after the 1965 Watts Riots and the death of Malcolm X and of the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr, A Boy Was Conceived, who's lyrics would change the world

[Mike Epps]
Cube, please stop rapping so we can come out and get some, some more of this action mane
You know when we ain't doin' no movies I'm back out here selling half ounce and quarters of that good weed in that neighborhood

Soul On Ice lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro:]
Internationally Known
You Got To Smell My Cologne
Westcoast Motherfucka
Let's Toast Motherfucka
Old Money [x16]

[Verse 1:]
Old Money New Money No Money Noge Money
Don't Try To Con The Godfather In Sunny
Don't Try To Turn Your Four Fathers Into Moneey
The Rap God Got the Whole World Praying For Me
Pray For Me Bird I See You LayingFor Me
Got Crazy Goons DJing For Me
I'm The Real Iron Man You Just Robert Downey
A Crack Head And Black Face Fresh Out The County
Nigga

[Chorus:]
Back The Fuck Up Off Me
I Burn Just Like Hot Coffee
I'm Conned Up Sweet Like Coffee
Look What This Game Done For Me
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Ey
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Look Nigga
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Ey
Old Money [x16]

[Verse 2:]
Candy Paint Flow Ever Since My Adidas
Ice Cube Fans Get Sugar Doc Ridas
Sugar Ray Leonard Style Nigga I'm The Sweetest
Roll In On Some Ass Just Like Jesus
Cool As A Fridge and You Shaking Like Jello
Mad Cause My LIfes Like A Marshmellow
Look Motherfucka If You Smell My Cologne
Ask Yourself Why You're All Up In My Zone

[Chorus:]
Back The Fuck Up Off Me
I Burn Just Like Hot Coffee
I'm Conned Up Sweet Like Coffee
Look What This Game Done For Me
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Ey
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Look Nigga
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Oooh Ooh Oh Ooh [x4]

[Outro:]
Yo What's Up My Niggas Out There
Just Letting You Know Right Now Man
You Got To You Better You Gotta Pay Your Dues
To The Dime Nigga
Dead On The Block And Hit Ya'll Ass
With That Old Ice Cube Superbom Hit
The One That Sent Your Cousin Tony Tole To The Peneteniary
Get Back In 89
The One That Sent Lil Ray Ray Out From LA
To St Louis And Got Off The Bus
And Served Those Nigga Them Quater Thangs
Make Sure Ya'll Tune Into Ice Cube
The First One Who Put You Niggas
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
Old Money [x16]

Life In California lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Jayo Felony, WC & Young Maylay)

[Chorus: Jayo Felony (Ice Cube)]
Living Just Another Day
AK Gun Play
LA To The Bay
Living Life In California

Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
(Just Another Day)
AK Gun Play
(Ak Gun Play)
LA To The Bay
(LA To The Bay)
Living Life In California

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
And Jay-Z Can Rap About The NYC
Why Can't I Talk About The Shit I See?
Without Alicia Keys Withouyt Going R&B
This Is Ain't No Motown This is R A P

[Hook: Jayo Felony]
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood Yea
He Can't Stay If His Name Ain't There
All The Way From The Bay To A Night In [? ]
THis Is How It Is When You're Living In California

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
California Swagger Fuck Record Sales
Industry Outlaw Like Josie Wales
California Off The Corner
I'm a Warn Ya I'm the Only West Coast King
Idiot I Mean I'll Get You In The Ring
I'm As Shitty As Don King
And Taking All The Money Before The Bell Ring
Before I Grab The Mic The Fat Bitch Sing
It's Already Over Supernova
I'm Kobe You A Nigga I'm Hooping Over
Know Me Big Homie
The One And Only
Ice Cube Don't Get Airplay
Cause I'm From LA And Rep Where I Stay

[Bridge: Jayo Felony]
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood
Niggas Get Sprayed Ak And It's Good
Bitches Don't Get Placed Something That's Good
It's Real And It Feels When You're Living In California

[Verse 3: WC]
See It's Just Another Day In My Neighborhood
First Thing Off In The Morning And I'm Looking For That Good
Sticking To My Fingertips And I'm Sitting On The Hills
Overlooking The City Man This Shit Is For Real
When You Yak In My Puff?
Lack In The Fifty Bruff?
Itll Be A long That's What We Got These Bitches For
Bounce Like A Earthquake Let It Shake
Let's Hear How Much Noise The City Makes
See It's Just Another Day In My Neighborhood
And The Police Ain't Fucking With Me Knock On Wood
Or My Shoes Cause He Blew My Socks So Good
Bulit My Shot Never knew Id See My Glock So Good
I'm Walk Like Po Po Wanna Hit
He Just Can't Do But They All Wanna Split
I Try To Keeo My Pedro Head On
See I Tried To Warn Them Fuck Around
You Know What Goes Down In Califonia

Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
(Just Another Day)
AK Gun Play
(Ak Gun Play)
LA To The Bay
(LA To The Bay)
Living Life In California

[Verse 4]

Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
AK Gun Play
LA To The Bay
Living Life In California
Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More

She Couldn't Make It On Her Own lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Doughboy & OMG)

She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! ("Bangladesh!")
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!

California Air!
Chain all blue like it's runnin' out of air.
I keep a bad bitch with a fat derriere,
And u know that hoe fresher than a new pair.
Retro elevens on the pedal! - I'm taking this to the next level
Competition
And if you niggas still wanna make a deal with the devil,
I can help you meet him, introduce you to my barrel! (my barrel...)
All you artists walkin' 'round with yo' wack raps (wack raps!)
They gettin' fucked by the game - Kat Stacks! (Kat Stacks!)
And any nigga thinkin' he can make it happen
I'll be outside of Staples with the bitches and phantom. - Muhfucka!

Pull up on them bitches, steppin' out on 30" inches
In my L.A. Dodger fitted, with some Louie V. stichin'.
Niggas wanna catch me slippin'. Yeah; they prayin' and they wishin'
Cause a nigga clockin dough - and I'm fuckin' all they bitches!
("Yo! You fuckin' all they bitches? ") Yeah, I'm fuckin' all they bitches!
If it's money over bitches, then I'm preachin' my religion.
Cause this game that I'm livin', 'bout as cold as my wrist is
If you know my paps; then you know I'm 'bout the business! (business!)
Smoke big trees! (big trees!) - Christmas! (Christmas!)

My flow retarded nigga! (my flow retarted nigga!) - Gifted! (gifted!)
This games' a bitch! - Watch me pimp it!

She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! (She had to!)
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! (What about me?)

If you don't - kick it with' me - who you gon' - kick it with'?! (kick it with'!)
Ice Cube - is the shit! - Who you been - speakin' with'? (speakin' with'!)
They been - lyin' to you, if they told you diff-er-ent, (diff-er-ent!)
I got - a diff-er-ent - cool type of tempera-ment. (tempera-ment!)
WestCoast style, baby; on some California shit. (California shit!)
They - might've told ya that - I was hard on the bitch (on the bitch!)
You - know - how it go - some bitches think they slick (think they slick!)
Look at me and - think they about to get rich. (get rich!)
Uh-ohh! (uh-ohh!) - Danger! (danger!)
You are (you are!) - a stranger! (a stranger!)
Who am I? - I am - the long ranger.
Tonto tell em'. I'll run yo fuckin' ass through the ringer. - It goes...

What about me?
What about me?
What about me?

Urbanian lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro]
Google me bitch
I told her, won'tcha Google me bitch
Ha ha, ah won'tcha
Ah won'tcha Google me bitch, yeah
I told her, won'tcha Google me bitch
Try to Google me bitch, listen

[Chorus 1]
I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian
Fuck with the kid, and I'll turn, into Damian
Google me bitch, wanna know, what my name is
Don't even ask, stupid ass, am I famous

[Ice Cube]
(Are you famous?) My resume is heaven's way
of tellin y'all that God will make a way
I rock a motherfuckin mic 'til the break of day
Darrell Dawkins flow, y'all need to make a breakaway
Microphone fiend with that guillotine killer team
You motherfuckers won't amount to a hill of beans
When I ride by, well over 35
Y'all still run and hide, scared of a driveby

[Chorus 2]
I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian
Google me bitch, wanna know, what my name is
I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian
Google me bitch, wanna know, if I'm famous
Google me bitch, ah won'tcha
Ah won'tcha Google me bitch, ah won'tcha
Ah won'tcha Google me bitch, I told her
Won'tcha Google me bitch, try to Google me this

[Ice Cube]
I'm urban, and ordained
Your little ass is kind of churban, and propane
Your little flame is like a flicker
And my bang, is off the motherfuckin Richter
I'm hard liquor
Cirrohsis of the liver
Black lung is what I deliver
That's what you get, if you ever try to smoke the nigga
Don't provoke a nigga, I'm from that urban community
Lookin for some unity, fuckin you and me
I only bang shit true to me
With iced out jewelry, what can they do to me?
Nothin, I only bang shit true to me
With iced out jewelry, what can they do to me?

[Chorus 2]

Y'all Know How I Am lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. OMG, Doughboy, WC & Young Maylay)

[Intro/Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (I'm A Fool)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
Drop It
Drop It
Uh Look
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Mr Ice Cube Treat Me Like The Man
If Not I Come Through Sleptrock Bam Bam
Uncle SAm Can't Fuck With Your Nephrew
F You Ya'll Better Let A Vet Through

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 2: OMG]
Oh My Goodness OMG Make 'Em Say Oh My Goodness
And In LA With 2 Fives Like L Goodrich
Black Lambo Keeps Me On My Bullshit
Disrespect The Team I Wish You Would Bitch

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 3: DoughBoy]
Call Me Doughboy Bitch You Know How I Do
I Spit I From The Top Like A Frisbee On The Roof
You Can Call A Nigga Dope
Buy All The Chrispy And Coupe
Every Friday After The Next I Pull Up In Something New
In Something New [x9]

[Verse 4: WC]
The Dirty Rubber Play The Gutter Far From A Lady Lover
The 380 Clutch A Dove Shady Than A Motherfucker
Turning Up The Acordia Shoot The Whole Party Up
Catch You At The Stoplight Wuth A Lynch Mob Like

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 5: Maylay]
Maylay Ugly Get Stupid Mcnewbie
Came In With Dub C This Ice Cube Shit
La Hats Tats And Air Mats
Plastered C A Tat Yea We Stay Strapped

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 6: Ice Cube]
I'm A Fool I'm A Trip
I'm A Blood I'm A Crip
I'm a Slide I'm a Dip
I'm a Take You On A Trip
Where The Girls Wanna Strip
If You Stay To The Script
Act Up If You Think I'm On Some Hollywood Shit
Hollywood Shit [x9]

I'm A Fool I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
I'm A Fool I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
Don't Trip Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am
Don't Trip Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am

Too West Coast lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. WC, Young Maylay, Keith David)

[Ice Cube]
My ego, is big as Heathrow
Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw
Yes this negro, is rather lethal
You about as lethal, as a mojito
Be my amigo, eat my burrito
You a fuckin seagull, up in Francisco
I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat
Murder's what she wrote, this is mo' evil
This is less than zero, don't be a hero
Nigga I'm a pharaoh, with double barrels
Goose bumps, hair rose, when I shoot these arrows
at your Camaro, pullin down Melrose
Still down with Elkos{?} 'til the fuckin cell close
Nigga don't test me, you're gonna fail those
They should arrest me, blow like Dizzy Gillespie
I don't aim where yo' vest be (bang)

[W.C.]
I'm too hot, to stop, walkin up with two Glocks
Way more than two shots, that'll make your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old school new shot
G niggaz still keep my weed in a shoebox
Dippin rollin through blocks, dippin while the crew pops
Eatin chicken dinners in my cutoffs and tube socks
Play my shit a lot of deejays they do not
Cause me and bitch niggaz don't mix like two cocks
Who knocks with them pocket rockets that'll shoot dots
Have your skull on the news lookin like goulash
When they ask who the top don't mention us as foolish
Eat yo' ass up like a pack of barracudas
Put the barrel to ya, like we never knew ya
Send the metal through ya, Da Lench Mob shooters

[Maylay]
I know vatos and they get popped most
Niggaz that flip mo' chicken than Bosco's
Squattin down the block low, hop in that hot fo'
And I can spot Poles when they not in cop clothes
Squabble with the combos, Maylay got those
Crates or case, boxloads like they came from Costco's
They be poppin bottles, we knockin hollows
Promise by tomorrow I can have the spot closed
Talkin pronto, somethin like a lotto
Chips and cheese fuck meat, nigga these nachos
Speakin on guap' though, cause that's a combo
Keep my green on the side like it was cilantro
Comin with the honchos, that's in a stock Rolls
And everythang up out they mouth is like the gospel
It won't stop flow oh I'm not though
Lench Mob, big swanger, don't bang is the motto

[Chorus 4X: all]
Motherfuckers tell me - I'm too West coast
They act like they scared of me - I'm too West coast

[Outro: Keith David (W.C.)]
The Grand Wizard
Ice Cube
[laughing]
(I am the West, Cube!)
(Got another one)
(I be tellin these niggaz and bitches on the bottom)
(They need to drink some of this Kool-Aid)
(Drink the Kool-Aid bitch!)

I Rep That West lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Jigg)

[Intro: Ice Cube]
Heheheheh!
You know what WestCoast niggas is gon' tell me?
This is too WestCoast!

[Chorus: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
Doin' my own, own thang, thang;
And if you got a problem with' that,
Then the Nina go bang, bang! Bang, bang! (yeah, bang!)
And I be everywhere on the map!

[Bridge: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
But I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West! (uh-huh!)
I rep that West! (c'mon!) - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West! (turn it up!)

[Chorus: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
Doin' my own, own thang, thang;
And if you got a problem with' that,
Then the Nina go bang, bang! (bang!) Bang, bang! (bang!)
And I be everywhere on the map!

[Bridge: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
But I rep that West! (yes!) - I rep that West! (uh-huh!)
I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West!

[Ice Cube:]
Don't you know that I rep that; why you got to let that
Boy in the buildin' don't you know that
He about to kill 'em! - Don't you know that - he about to hurt y'all feelings
Can't find where am I as well play the villain?
I'm a get him! (get him!) - Why? Cause I can't baby sit him;
I'm a whip him! (whip him!) - Treat him like bad ass children.
Is it evil? - Y'all better call them people
How I get down - just ain't legal!
Money loong! - Sorta like Louis Vuitton
I run this shit right here - call me: "Marathon"!
BOOM! - I blow like a cherry bomb
You a small donation, bitch! - I'm a telethon!
WestCoast million, what is he really on?
Is it that shit - that niggas go silly on?
Hell no, the pyroclastic flow is evident (WESTSIDE!)
And y'all know what I represent!

[Chorus: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
Doin' my own, own thang, thang;
And if you got a problem with' that,
Then the Nina go bang, bang! (bang!) Bang, bang! (bang!)
And I be everywhere on the map!

[Bridge: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
But I rep that West! (yes!) - I rep that West! (represent!)
I rep that West! - I rep that West! (uh-huh!)
I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West!

[Ice Cube:]
West! - I rep that dub! - I rep that S! - "I'm a monster!"
WestSide, Lochness, I'm a problem!
Matter fact I'm a mess, Los Angeles so scandalous
South Central - home of so much potential!
But if you go there the warfare is mental
Bring your wheelchair - you probably gon' need it!
Leave this motherfucker - a paraplegic
Niggas around the world that think they wanna bang,
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil' Wayne!
I'm too WestCoast for the WestCoast
Too Fresno to suritos - Too soul food and burritos!
I'm down with Angelinos!
Go downtown - and give a bum a C-note!
This my town! - I run it! - You walk it!
You just now learnin' the game - I taught it!

[Chorus: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
Doin' my own, own thang, thang;
And if you got a problem with' that,
Then the Nina go bang, bang! (bang!) Bang, bang! (bang!)
And I be everywhere on the map!

[Bridge: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
But I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! (Keep it gangsta!) - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West! - I rep that...

[Ice Cube:]
And if you got a problem with this
Let me know so I can add your fuckin' name on my list!
All you WestCoast DJ's check your wrists
If you skiddad the big fish to your playlist!
Now - enemies of this industry, I'm a
Hall of famer! - Treated like a stranger!
Fuck that! Another WestCoast banger!
Who gives a fuck if they play it in Virginia? !
I'm a play it on Denker! - Play it Western
All of Van Ness will make your head turn!
Motherfuckers wanna take our style
And run that shit - 3000 miles;
Then - rub your shit all in our face
This - a war show all at our place;
Damn! - Can a nigga get a lil ol' taste
Of some of that shine - it look like mine?

[Chorus: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
Doin' my own, own thang, thang; (damn!)
And if you got a problem with' that,
Then the Nina go bang, bang! (bang!) Bang, bang! (bang!)
And I be everywhere on the map!

[Bridge: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
But I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West! (represent!)
I rep that West! - I rep that West!
I rep that West! - I rep that West! (Keep it gangsta!)

[Chorus: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
Doin' my own, own thang, thang; (yeah!)
And if you got a problem with' that,
Then the Nina go bang, bang! (California!) Bang, bang! (Arizona)
And I be everywhere on the map!

[Bridge: Jigg sings (Ice Cube)]
But I rep that West! - I rep that West! (Oklahoma!)
I rep that West! (Colorado!) - I rep that West! (Utah!)
I rep that West! - I rep that West! (Washington!)
I rep that West! (New Mexico!) - I rep that West! (yeah!) - I rep that...

[Outro: Ice Cube]
Y'all know what it is!
Is this too WestCoast for you motherfuckers?
So what? [beat fades out]
Sanctioned by the OG's of America.
The Grand Wizard is a... certified G!
That mean genius, bitch!

Drink The Kool-Aid lyrics - Ice Cube

This ain't Sinatra! - This ain't the Carter!
I am the "chaperone" nigga - who brought ya!
I am the author! - This is Holy water!
From the Holy Father - the Rock of - Gibraltar!
Step up to the alter! - Step up to the slaughter!
Get circumsized son and turned into a daughter!
Niggas know they oughta - drink the fuckin' kool aid!
Industy laid out authorities are too late!
MC's passed the due date! - Niggas? - They do hate!
You are Bobby Boucher, I'm the "Mane" like "Gucci"!
I rock the Louie! - But not like Kanye!
Nigga see me kinda like - Harry Belafonte!
Step into the room they be like: "Ah, Day-O!"
Yeah, cause they know - a nigga ain't play-doe!
Shots all fatal! - Is this Laredo?
Boarder town knock'em down just like Lego's!

Drink the kool aid!
I make mothafucka drink-drink the kool aid!

(Let 'em know!) Do you... (Let 'em know!) Do you...
(Let 'em know!) Know who you fuckin' with?! Know who you fuckin' with?!
Do you... (Let 'em know!) Do you...
(Let 'em know!) Know who you fuckin' with?! Know who you fuckin' with?!
Always... (Always!) Always... (Always!)
Know who you fuckin' with! Know who you fuckin' with!
Always... (Always!) Always... (Always!)
Know who you fuckin' with! Know who you fuckin' with!

I ain't the Doctor! - This ain't the patient!
This ain't that nigga always on vacation!
This ain't no white boy's rehabilitation!
This is crazier - then a boat full of Haitians!
This is inflation mixed with degradation!
This ain't no dead rappers reincarnation!
I heard it was a "New WestCoast", I ain't worried!
I murder more stars then Conrad Murray!
I got more bars then the penitentary!
I wrote this shit without a rhyme dictionary!
Young bucks try to step up - to the harim!
Looking for some pussy I'm a' old buck, I dare 'em!

Do you... Do you...
Know who you fuckin' with?! Know who you fuckin' with?!
Do you... (Let 'em know!) Do you...
(Let 'em know!) Know who you fuckin' with?! Know who you fuckin' with?!
Always... (Always!) Always... (Always!)
Know who you fuckin' with! Know who you fuckin' with!
Always... (Always!) Always... (Always!)
Know who you fuckin' with! Know who you fuckin' with!

DRINK THE KOOL AID!
I make mothafucka drink-drink the kool aid!
(Let 'em know!) DRINK THE KOOL AID!
Drink the kool aid! I make mothafucka drink...

(Ice Cube!)
"I-I-I- Ice Cube!"
"The Don..." (Let 'em know!) "Ain't no stoppin' the G!"
They call me (The Don, nigga!)

Do you... (Let 'em know!) Do you...
(Let 'em know!) Know who you fuckin' with?! Know who you fuckin' with?!
Do you... (Let 'em know!) Do you...
(Let 'em know!) Know who you fuckin' with?! Know who you fuckin' with?!
Always... (Always!) Always... (Always!)
Know who you fuckin' with! Know who you fuckin' with!
Always... (Always!) Always... (Always!)
Know who you fuckin' with! Know who you fuckin' with!

No Country For Young Men lyrics - Ice Cube

Many Motherfuckers Criticize Pros And How They Play
And Many Motherfuckers Criticize Rappers And What They Say
Even Though They Criticize Secretly They Fantasize
But They Know They'll Never Paid Be To Play

Yea I'm a Kill One Of You Young Punks
With A Old School Flow
Flow Flow

[Verse 1:]
Though I Walk Through The Shadow Of Death
I Gotta Make Sure That My Shoes And My Outfit Fresh
Ya'll Bitches Get Jealous When You See Me Coming
Ya'll Would Too If You See My Woman
Ya'll Know What We Bout To Do what we do
This Shit Here Bout As Sick As The Flu
Drunk Motherfuckers Wanna Vomit On My Shoe
Niggas Can't Have Shit Prolly Cause Of You
Rappers Go To Jail Like Oprah Go To Yale
Steadman policy Don't Ask Don't Tell
Wheres My Waterbees As I Go Get The Mail
Half Black Is The New Black Can't You Tell?
It Was BLue Black Like Wesley Snipes In New Jack
Now You Got To Have A White Mama Just To Do That
Tiger Woods Used To Be A Safe Nigga
Go Ahead Let Your Daughter Have A Date With Him
He'll Make With Her Prolly In A Wifebeater
TIger Bout To Change His Name To Cheater
I Don't Like It When You Call Me Big Poppa
From South Central And I Hate Helicopters
If We At School I'll Break In Your Locker
See Me With A Waterbottle Mixed With sparkle Vodka
Drink Responsibly Or Drink Constantly
Be Who You Wanna Be in This Economy
Drunk As Sean Connery At The Finery
Can't Throw Me Out 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 Piranah Be
Swim Upstream Eat all kinda meat
Westcoast Treat It Like Hyenas
Take What You Want From These Lieing Ass Cheaters
Eat The Fuck Out These fake ass zebras
That's How We Act When You Don't Wanna Feed Us
Crazy Motherfucker Since I Was A Fetus
You Might Aswell Join Us You Ain't Gonna Beat Us
Please Believe Us You Can Ask Jesus
I'm be here bout As Long As Regis
Understand I Never Pledge Of Alligiance
It's Like Balla Confusion Might Cause A Contusion boy
See You're Crusing For A Bruising
Fucking With A Pricipal That Don't Like Students
Don't You Know detention Is A Lynching
And If I failed To Mention, I'm spending up My Pension
No No No No

[Verse 2:]
The Reason I hung In
Cause This Right Here Is No Country For Young Men
Sunny You Done Fucked Up The Churches Money
I'm Red Fox And You That Big Dummy
THis Junkyard Was A Empire
Ya'll Let It Get Ran BY Vampires
Most MCs Are God Damn Liars
Like Them fuckin Supervisors Working Up keiser
Bitch I'm Not A Dodger I'm A Laker Punk
Use A Fucking Clipper You Can Call Me Jack The Ripper
Cut You Up By Your Gizzard Then Down By Your Liver
Rooter to The Tooter Gut You Like Flipper
Dipper Ya'll Better Treat Me Like The Skipper
Hair Trigga The Air Nigga
Air Honkey And Air Critter
I Come through And Kill Every Litter
Like That Like That Like That...

No Country For Young Men
No No No No
It's just a ball of Confusion
No Country For Young Men
No No No No
Your World Is Just An Illusion
No Country For Young Men
No No No No
It's a ball of Confusion
No Country For Young Men
No No No No
Your World Is Just An Illusion

[Outro:]
It is what it is mother fucker
No country for young men, only a country for real niggas

For real for real, on some real shit
Let me tell you what's real and what's fake
Look don't let me hurt your feelings

Kings of this shit, let it be known
Shit real niggas do real things, niggas better recognize
That's OG shit, old school
West side rollin.

It Is What It Is lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro]
Will I ever get it right? Get it right? [2X]
My momma think I'm outta sight, outta sight [2X]
It is what it is, it is, it is [2X]
I do this for my kids, my kids, my kids [2X]
(Understand me!)
Now homey do you dig, do you dig, do you dig?
It is what it is, it is, is is
I do this for my kids, my kids, my kids [2X]

Now will I ever get it right? Get it right?
Even though I'm out at night, livin life
Girl I'm tryin to make this money, I ain't even playin
Course the game I'm in, it ain't even payin
When I'm on the go, on the go
Everybody wanna know, wanna know
Cube where the fuck you goin, each and every day?
I just turn around, and I say

[Chorus]
It is what it is, it is, it is [2X]
I do this for my kids, my kids, my kids [2X]
Now homey do you dig, do you dig, do you dig?
It is what it is, it is, is is
I do this for my kids, my kids, my kids [2X]

Even though I'm messin up, messin up (you fuckin up)
Feel the devil catchin up, catchin up
I put it in the Lord's hands, he is the man
Please his demands 'fore he turn me into sand (don't do it)
But got to pay the rent, pay the rent
Without the government, government
I do it for the fuck of it, fuck of it [2X]

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Got to get my swagger up [2X]
Please get yo' swagger up
Got to get my swagger up
Better get my swagger up

[Outro]
Check this out homey
This business right here, is personal
I would go around you, over you, under you or THROUGH you
to make sure none of my family suffer
Do you understand me?!

[Chorus]

Hood Robbin' lyrics - Ice Cube

[Ice Cube]
(If I can sell you the American Dream, I can sell you anything...)

[Verse 1]
I got to get out, I'm gettin put out of my house
I got to pack up my refrigerator and couch
It's a set up, but the bank wants me out
Or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me out
This "adjustable rate"- it choked me out
They gave me a loan and I had no clout
They gave me a house, for me and my spouse
Called my mama and my aunt, y'all should re-finance
I let 'em dance wit' the devil
Dig they own grave, and I gave them the shovel
FUCK, my daddy built that house
And when he got drunk, he almost killed that house
Is this American dream, or the American scheme...?
...That got me walkin these American streets?
It's kinda sad when you have to get a hernia
Because ya helped ya grandmama move furniture

(If I can sell you the American Dream, I can sell you anything...)

[Verse 2]
Look at this maggot... with his stimulus package
I can give a fuck about a Dow Jones average
What the fuck you do when your pay check is average?
Law abiding citizen, turned into a savage
Got to feed the children, got to feed the habit
Fell into a rabbit hole, chasin that rabbit
Now I'm in Wonderland, feelin like the Son of Sam
I'm at'cho West coast branch, GUN IN HAND
I'ma feel like Superman...
Walk by the teller, better call a trooper ma'am (Wahh)
It's the revenge of the lambs
Big bad wolf, we sick of these scams
Sick of these plans, sick of this dance
Walked into his office, took the nine out my pants (Wahh)
You not a man, you a (serpent)
Then I prayed to God, let the nine get to workin
(I better get to workin)

[Hook]
You know, I heard they hood robbin
Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em
(I better get to workin)
You know, I heard they hood robbin
Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em
Ain't that a bitch?
When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?
Ain't that a bitch?
When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?

[Verse 3]
Drug dealer M.D.
Doctor Feel Good, give you what'chu need
In California, prescribe that weed, Oxy Contin, and Codeine
Turn ya grandmama into a fiend
And see this Cyanide? The first hit ain't free
I know you're bout to die, but let me see your ID
I know you're bout to lie, but can ya pay this fee?
If you can't pay, then please have a seat
You can't see a doctor, but you can see a priest
We can't save ya life 'til we got some insurance
Your premium is paid, at that assurance
I hope ya got endurance
They got me on hold, and I'm under the influence
Nurse high as a kite, in charge with my life
And everything is lost, without Blue-Cross

[Hook]
You know, I heard they hood robbin
Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em
You know, I heard they hood robbin
Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em
Ain't that a bitch?
When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?
Ain't that a bitch?
When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?

[Outro]
Whatever you need, we got it for cheap right here baby
This America, it ain't gon' cost ya nothin...
But a arm and a leg... maybe one of them motherfuckin ears, haha
Don't trip, just put in on ya credit card...
Put it in ya baby' name, haha

Nothing Like L.A. lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Butch Cassidy)

[Intro/Chorus: Ice Cube]
I Can Show You The [? ] To The Taj Mahal To The Strips In MIA
I Can Show The Waterfalls In Spain And Progue
To The Beaches in Troyes?
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

[Verse 1:]
When They Come To LA They Got The Wrong Impression
When They Come To LA They Gotta Learn They Lesson
When They Come To Westcoast It's Such An Obsession
When They're Played Out I'm Just An Exception
When It Comes To Girl I Need Your Affection
Everytime You Walk By You Get My Inspection
All You Gotta Do Now Is Make Your Selection
And It Won't Be Hard To Win This Election

[Chorus:]
I Can Show You The Pawls And Brawls, The Taj Mahal To The Strips In M.I.A.
I Can Show You The Waterfalls In Spain And Prague
To The Beaches In Saint-Tropez
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

[Verse 2:]
I Done Been Around The World I Ain't Impress
I Can't Wait Till We Hit LAX
Yea Toyoko Is Cool And Yea I Feel The UK
But Can't Nothing Can Fuck With California IA?
Espicially LA And I'm Feeling The Bay
But Ain't Nothing Like Rolling Down PCH
Top Down West Bound It's All Good
You Don't Go Hollywood When You're From Hollywood
Let's Go To The Hood And Fuck With The Haters
Then Head To The Staples Centre And Hang With The Lakers
No. 6 Is Cool But No. 24 Is The Champ
And Even D. Wade And Chris Bosh Know That

[Chorus:]
I Can Show You The Pawls And Brawls, The Taj Mahal To The Strips In M.I.A.
I Can Show You The Waterfalls In Spain And Prague
To The Beaches In Saint-Tropez
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

[Verse 3:]
The BET awards And Even The Grammies
They Always Pick LA Over Miami
I Love Miami I Ain't Dissing Miami
But Where Would You Rather Get Robbed For Your Grammy?
Ain't Nothing Like Sunset Boulevard
Compton And Watch If You Wanna Be Hard
We Got It All What You Thought Not At All
If You Sick Of This Shit Take A Tylenol
It's Just Me And My Woman Verses all Ya'll
And We Taking A Bow It's Our Curtain Call
The Angels Are Lost They Don't Wanna Be Found
If God Is Looking For Them I Can Show Him Around

[Chorus:]
I Can Show You The [? ] To The Taj Mahal To The Strips In MIA
I Can Show The Waterfalls In Spain And Progue
To The Beaches in Troyes?
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

All Day, Every Day lyrics - Ice Cube

Gangsta Slow That Shit Down
Yea Who Wanna Ride With This?

We Can Ride All Day EveryDay
It's Do Or Die All Day Everyday
It's Suicide All Day Everyday
You'll Be High All Day Everyday

I'm Rolling Down The Avenue
Doing What I Gotta Do
Sick As The Swine Flu
Ain't Nothing Fine as You
Must I Remind You
What Is Behind You
Drop It Down Took The Ground Like You Was Designed Too
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (Slow It Down)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (And all That)

We Can Do It All Day Everyday
Get Into It All Day Everyday
Drinking Fluids All Day Everyday
I Presue It All Day Everyday

You Can Have It Just Reach Out And Grab It (Reach Out And Grab It)
You Can Have It Just Reach Out And Grab It (Reach Out And Grab it)
Just Be Careful Don't Be A Silly Rabbit (Silly Rabbit)
Recreation Use Will Turn Into A Habit (Cut The Shit)

To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)

Fuck The FEDS All Day Everyday (Yea Yea)
And Chickenheads All Day Everyday (Yea Yea)
Get Your Bread All Day Everyday (Okay)
Use Your Head All Day Everyday

You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
(Drop That Shit)

All Day Everyday (Certified)
All Day Everyday (Qualified)
All Day Everyday (Westcoast Warlord)
All Day Everyday
(Roll That I Blase That
Nigga Fuck Way Back
I Dos That I Does That
Homie What Was That?)

Fat Cat lyrics - Ice Cube

[Chorus 1]
Countin money, eatin rats, gettin pussy all day
All I do is lean back, still makin greenbacks

[Chorus 1 (4X) for the first 30 seconds]

[Chorus 2: repeat "That's all I do!" 4X over]
All I do is lean back, still makin greenbacks
Still makin green, still still makin greenbacks
All I do is lean back, still makin greenbacks
Haters get mad cause I'm still makin greenbacks

I'm a fat cat, look at me, stomach like a Volkswagen
Still I can handle my, business got these hoes braggin
Ice Cube put it down (bitch I am the dragon)
I am a fuckin clown (yo look how I'm actin)
They wanna throw me out - but they bet' not touch me
Is this nigga fuckin crazy, or is he just lucky?
Actin like he own the place, y'all niggaz best to rendezvous
This nigga ain't no pussy y'all, this kind of cat all he came to do is

[Chorus 1 (2X) + Chorus 2]

People wanna know how I make that money
Momma Ice Cube didn't raise no dummy
This fat cat don't chase no mice
Hoodrats think they can live off Ice
Enemies think I'm finicky, nigga be
walkin 'round here like a Kennedy
Tend to be, movin like a centipede
Y'all muh'fuckers still just Little League
Now I know when the haters get mad, I'm doin my job
Some niggaz can't dunk 'til you throw them a lob
Better go find, another one to rob
You just a role player this my squad
You get Lenched, this my Mob
Ain't that I, you a facade
All in the alley, lookin through the trash
I'm a fat cat, lookin through the glass

[Chorus 1 (2X) + Chorus 2]

Man Vs Machine lyrics - Ice Cube

[Intro:]
Yo, we in a fight for our lives
we in a fight for our lives
and the trick thing about it
i don’t know if we can win
and what’s sad? i don’t thing we WANNA win

[Verse 1:]
can you help me? a nigga need a job
i’m desperate, for some corn on the cob
i’m helpless, will i have to steal and rob?
no black? dinner so i got to ask bob
bob got a job but it’s done by a robot
no lunch breaks so it could do a whole lot
more than a human being and it’s European,
ran by a Korean, American,
so there I am, surrounded by aluminum
there’s no way you can run,
there’s no way you can be,
it’s just and me, versus modern day machinery

[Chorus x2:]
it’s man vs machine baby
my head’s in the guillotine baby
it might take it off clean baby
automated dreams it was man vs machine baby

[Verse 2:]
I’m a fly caught in the web
a fish stuck in the internet
don’t they know i’m a deathly catch?
eat this meat, every bite so full of stress
so what can I say to you?
i’m highly relatable and biodegradable
i thought we was unfadeable
slaves to machinery, is that the way to go?
i don’t need you to fuck 24/7
i guess that computer love
i don’t need you to love
human contact ain’t what it used to was

[Chorus x2:]
it’s man vs machine baby
my head’s in the guillotine baby
it might take it off clean baby
automated dreams it was man vs machine baby

[Outro x2:]
the whole world is automated
it need to be investigated
when people are eliminated
what we supposed to do when its time to feed all the babies?

Pros Vs Joes lyrics - Ice Cube

[Chorus]
Ice Cube boombayay, (yeah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (ah ah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay

[Ice Cube]
what's up baller, I'm an owner now
You niggas ball for me, I be kickin' it up in my suite
Lookin' down ain't none of y'all fuckin with me
I'm like a bully that you mothafuckas hating to see
Better whisper my name, like The Wizard of OZ
If you say it three times, a lyrical barrage
This is not a mirage, there's no way to dodge
This Cobair engine, met before it collaged
I'm swearin to god, this worse than Jihad
Fuckin with Cube, is like the Book of Eli
I'm pullin my blade, I'm slicin you bastards
You local mothafuckas, I rap to the masses
You internet bitches, My pen is so vicious
The genies' out the bottle, and grantin no wishes
Before you attack, ya should've asked Mack
He would've told ya I'm the architect of Gangsta Rap

[Chorus]
Ice Cube boombayay, (yeah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (blah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay

[Ice Cube]
You mothafuckas in the D-League, I'm in the G-League
I got the most money, I smoke the best weed
I got the best kids, And the best life
With a fine wife, Nigga I'm in paradise
Amateurs think it's easy, but you and that bitch
Ain't about to be the next george and weezy, Just pay to see me
I'm a pro with a show that's incredible, You better let it go
Better learn how to do the dougie
Before I rap you in a snuggy and push you in the buggy
This is Ice Cube, know the people love me
On some Spiritual shit, like the man above me (Cmon')

[Chorus x2]
Ice Cube boombayay, (yeah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (ah ah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay

"Raw Footage" (2008)

What Is A Pyroclastic Flow? lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Keith David)

[Keith David]
What's the definition of a pyroclastic flow?
That's what happens when a volcano blow
That's what happens when Ice Cube starts to flow
Red hot lava mixed with salava
Pulvarising everything in it's wake
Nothing can survive a pyroclastic flow
And noone will survive this one

I Got My Locs On lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Young Jeezy)

[Chorus]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't see my eyes [2x]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't tell I'm high [2x]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't see my eyes [2x]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't tell I'm high [2x]

[Ice Cube - Verse 1]
I got my locs on, welcome to the terrordome
I got them carrots on givin off them pheromones
women love it when they see me on that motorcycle
niggas hate it cuz they know I'm makin more than Michael
been ballin since the word ballin played out
they brought it back to describe me in that maybach
me and Jeezy Jeezy rollin with our locs on
smokin somethin good fuckin up the ozone

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy - Verse 2]
brand new Versaces ran me a buck 50
(they must have set you back) naw baby not really
switchin lanes yes yea the chopper's just silly
when it's bustin at your ass we just laughin at ya really
I got my locs on dickies on keep the workin niggas on
keep the cashmere vickis on yea she keep them vickis on
keep my locs on see you hatin motherfuckers
keep my locs on you know they match my bag suckas

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I got my locs on cuz my eyes are burgundy
and when I get home I don't want the third degree
the verdict be urgently these niggas wanna murder me
they scared of the consequences comin from my defenses
it ain't that expensive have your ass hoppin fences
lucky motherfucker missed your ass by some inches
next time understand what you fuckin' with, it's legendary status
sittin behind these glasses nigga

[Chorus]