Super OG (Intro) lyrics - Ice Cube
Everything's corrupt
Everything's fucked up
Everything's 'bout a buck, we shit outta luck, yeah
Blood used to be thicker than water
Now it depends on what kinda water you talkin' about
Niggas'll kill they momma over that almighty dollar
Yeah, you know me, Super O-G
Always down to take a knee
Arrest The President lyrics - Ice Cube
Yeah
When I drop the mic it hit the floor like Thor (That's right)
You can't pick it up no more (Don't even try)
Y'all know what it is, y'all know what it was (Yeah)
Y'all know what it shall be
Get smart 'fore the shit start
'Fore it get dark, 'fore they hit you with a pitchfork
Better crip walk (Crip walk), this is real talk
Smoke Kush and push then we peel off (Eugh)
Niggas still rollin' with the wheels off (Eugh)
Always lookin' out for the crisscross
I'm a bigger boss than Rick Ross
Always winnin', nigga get lost
It's the warlord, bring the voodoo
When I bail through it's crazy like Bellevue
What they tell you? (Leave that boy alone) Leave that boy alone
Like Home Alone (Yeah), fuck the Skull & Bones
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
That nigga is Russian intelligence (Okay)
When it rains it pours
Did you know the new white was orange?
Boy, you're showing your horns
They're tryin' to replace my halo with thorns
You so basic with your vape stick
Let's go apeshit in the matrix
Arrest the president, arrest the president
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president, arrest the president (Crazy)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
I took back my eyes, in all black tonight
That's right, some niggas gotta sacrifice
Not a criminal (No), I'm a seminal (Yeah)
I was free once, now I'm clinical (Crazy)
You so technical, this was Mexico
Then everywhere I go is owned by Texaco (Fuck them)
Fuck them and the rest of you (Hell yeah)
I turn a fruit into a vegetable (Pop you motherfuckers out)
I'ma roll with the aliens
Man, fuck these homo sapiens
They don't really wanna make friends (Hell no)
All they want is a Mercedes Benz (Hell yeah)
All they want is their dividends
And decimals, fuck these citizens
They'll treat us like hooligans
Throw 'em in, they don't care what school he in
These people don't play fair
It ain't even fair at the state fair
Give a young nigga grey hair
That's why I'm here, make your ass lay there
Punk, you better stay there
Close your fucking eyes like it's day care
Make myself clear, it ain't Shakespeare
I'm here to take money even fake hair
So desperate is what I'm left with
For the record you're affected
Who you elected is so septic
So full of shit, I can't accept it
Arrest the president (Woo), arrest the president (Woo)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
I reside on the Westside (Westside)
I murder with my third eye (Third eye)
Niggas so fly, get a bird's eye (Ahh, ahh)
I make 'em scream bloody murder
Let's meet at the White House (Come on)
Run in and turn the lights out
Man, they treat it like a trap house (Yeah)
These motherfuckers never take the trash out (Damn)
They just cash out and mash up
Nigga take your drugs and pass out (Shut the fuck up)
Niggas love to go that fast route (Yeah)
I see you and your black ass, get out
Homie, you play too much (Yeah)
White devils, they doin' way too much (Much)
Most of 'em won't sleep too much
Why they're steady planin'? God knows what (God knows what)
That's why I roll with the real ones
Real ones tryin' to reach millions
Real ones tryin' to make billions
Real ones dressed like civilians
Arrest the president, arrest the president
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Woo)
Arrest the president (Woo), arrest the president (Woo)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
Chase Down The Bully lyrics - Ice Cube
What the fuck is this shit?
Baby, you see this shit?
It's like some- it's like some walkin' dead motherfuckers
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
Hand me that thang right there
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
If you stay ready, you ain't got to get ready
Blast like confetti, nigga, cut like a machete
You just spent your fetti on a mother fuckin' Chevy
I'm buyin' somethin' heavy, turn the ass into spaghetti
From another planet, no, it's not the Serengeti
More than an African, I am planetary
Bitches think this commentary is military
I kill you and I bury you with the steel that I carry
Now, if he a fascist, I'ma bash his head in
Cock it back, boy, and put the lead in
All you evil forces wit'cha tiki torches
Shove 'em up your ass, freaky intercourses
They try to lie, say I'm hearin' voices
Apocalypse Now, rollin' with the horses
Hit the alt-right with a fog light
See that red sheet? Used to be all white
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
Fuck a Trump supporter talkin' 'bout law and order
But all you wanna do is go fuck up reporters
Build a damn wall then fuck up the borders
Hate to see a motherfuckin' nigga with a quarter
Hate to see a nigga wit'cha ugly ass daughter
They feed you bread and water, get you ready for the slaughter
That's why your homeboy just went out and bought a
AR-15, I can make the bitch sing
Ain't no nigga shit, it's some bigger shit
Who can give a shit about white privilege?
Throw your hands up
Pull your pants up
You can't fight in that tight shit, man up
Nigga, stand up
Have you forgotten? Have you pickin' cotton, better get the socket
And if you think Ice Cube give a shit about they statues cover them in pigeon shit
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
On my way home, talkin' on my iPhone
Mother fuckers tried to kill me with a fuckin' drone
They think I'm Al Capone with a natural comb
You just a clone of the original chromosome
Me? I'm just a student of the Terrordome
You? You just recruitin' for the skull and bones
Me? I do karate on Illuminati
You can view the body
I'm at a pool party
Hah, yeah
I know you internet hoes been suckin' on a lot of shit
But don't worry 'bout me, cuz ain't part of they club
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Don't Bring Me No Bag lyrics - Ice Cube
Hey man, get the door
These mother fuckers think it's CVS around this bitch
Tell him we ain't 'bout that shit
- Yo, who is it?
- Uhh, Nick
- Yo, nigga, what up?
- Oh, nothin'
- Why you come to this motherfucker so early all the time, man?
- You-you said 1 o'clock
- I don't give a fuck what I said, nigga. I don't get out the bed before two-thirty. Don't come through this motherfucker so early next time, nigga
- Understood
- Let's see what'chu got
Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain't no disrespect (disrespect), well maybe it is
Ain't no trappin' here (Trappin' here), well look here now, bitch
Ain't no Oxycontin (No oxycontin), no coke or no thizz
Have you forgotten (You forgotten) who the fuck that I is?
Trap or die, that's a lie, niggas fry or testify
Superfly, get super high, jigga boo shit, supersize
Niggas do shit and justify
You can do shit and get euthanized
I could do shit, that's no surprise
Serve your ass, two piece and fries
Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
You niggas high as fuck (High as fuck), got slow reaction
I done sobered up (Sobered up) and I'm down for action
And I fuck you up (Fuck you up), if you come 'round askin'
Don't try to play me (Try to play me) like I'm Anglo-Saxon
You a mouse in a trap house, I'm a dog in a cat house
I'm comin' like Harriet Tubman, you comin' like Harry the drug man
Some niggas don't give a fuck, man, 'bout they own people sufferin'
Talkin' 'bout that they strugglin', made somethin' from nothin'
Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
I'ma kill me a dope dealer
I'ma douse me a trap house
Who let the dogs out?
I'ma make niggas crawl out
I'ma make niggas call out to Jesus and they momma (Jesus and they momma)
Right before they vomit (Before they vomit) blood out they stomach (Blood out they stomach)
This for my auntie, she smoked your shit daily
And this'll make you crumble, yeah, just like it did my uncle
And this'll make you meet your maker, understand that he's the baker
Got your ass on the slab now you the dope for the undertaker
Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope
Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Don't bring me no bag
Don't bring me no bag
You-you a mouse in a trap house, I'ma dog in a cat house
You-you a mouse in a trap house, I'ma dog in a cat house
You-you a mouse in a trap house, I'ma dog in a cat house
You a mouse in a trap house, I'ma dog in a cat house
Bad Dope lyrics - Ice Cube
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
(There's no prescription to this addiction)
I'm like a bad drug
(Just a dope face decision, sleep with the pigeons)
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
(There's no intervention to this prevention)
I'm like a bad drug
(My incision will separate you from your pension)
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
(Takin' you to the E.M.S.)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
If you fuck with me, I'm like some headache weed
I'm like your favorite dope mixed with antifreeze
I'll attack your brains, I'll collapse your veins
Have you actin' strange like a dog with the mange
Worse than cocaine, it's that Kurt Cobain
Make you go insane, make your world go bang
There's no prescription for my encryption
There's only addiction to this non-fiction
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
Bad dope
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope
Don't even start, boy, I'll get you sparked
Make you lose all your shit, now you livin' at the park
Crackheads are blackheads
Meth heads are left dead
Bitches on that bad dope, heard they give the best head
Oh, shit, bad trip, battery acid
Now you lookin' old as fuck, face made of plastic
I serve you, way towards you, pay for it with face sores
Now you walkin' around skin like alligator
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
Bad dope
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope
Grip it, hit it
Vomit, shit it
Smoke it, choke it, bitch, poke it
Dirty needle, mosquito, I can fly like a beetle
I'm the Beatles, I am Tito
I am Michael, think I'm psycho
On them pills, in them hills ridin' on that motorcycle
Crazy nigga, let me hit it, gotta have it 'fore I stab it
Silly rabbit, snatch and grab it
I got a fuckin' habit
Steal from momma, pills from momma
If I die, send the bill to momma
I ain't shit, never be Obama
Dope head, nigga, never be Obama
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
Bad dope
I'm a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope
There's no intervention, just prevention
My incision will separate you from your pension
I'm takin' you to the abyss
Drag you under, drown you
On Them Pills lyrics - Ice Cube
Now where's the [?] at?
He should be too embarrassed to even walk back through this mother fucker
When he-when he comes down, [?]
It can't be that fuckin' crazy to come outside and do some shit like this
He's off some [?] shit
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Uh, you's a drugstore cowboy
Everything you put in your mouth look like a Altoid
Crazy ass niggas love a bitch named Molly
Passed out on the floor, go and get a dolly
I saw your boy-boy in the street butt naked
Wormin' up and down 122nd
His momma tried to stop him and those youngers had to mob 'em so cops tried to pop 'em but them bullets couldn't drop 'em
Damn
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Baby, if you feelin' horny, take two of these and wake up in the mornin'
With a nigga snorin', you don't even know
And his half cousin and his little bro
Damn, are you a hoe from Idaho?
Hell yeah, especially off that chemical
Them fuckin' drugs'll take you that pinnacle
Drop you in the snow with it ten below
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
He [?] and got them Oxycontin
Got them front teeth all rotten
Viagra mixed with ecstasy is the reason for your latest pregnancy
You the Joker off that Heath Ledger
I'ma smoker her (why?) 'cause weed's better
You niggas start to panic when you off that Xanax
Drownin' in the gutter, you think it's the Atlantic
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
My name is Jesus Christ, I just discovered that today
My name is Jesus Christ and I did not-yes, I asked for this
I was a thirsty bitch and I made a deal with the devil, sir
But I'm gonna hit a lick, okay?
Do you believe in Jesus Christ?
You do?
Do you believe in me?
Yeah? I won't let you in then, bitch
'Cause I joined the other side
I joined the other side!
[?] gasolina!
[?] gasolina!
Do you believe me now?
No
Fire Water lyrics - Ice Cube
A lot of people wonder how they gon' die
How'my gon' die?
Will it be a bullet wound?
Will they die at the hands of the police?
Here's how I think I'ma go
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
Fire water
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
I'm a animal, my splif's flammable
This is Hannibal, I'm a cannibal
It's understandable you think I'm studio
But when we leave the studio, nigga, you's the hoe
Niggas lose your hoe, like usual
Bitch is beautiful, what she with you for?
When Hiawatha drank my fire water said sayonara to his lonely daughter
Fire starter, mister arson
South Central Compton next to Carson
Rips are rippin', dogs are barkin'
Guppies all move over, let the shark in
Blood in the water, cuz in the water
Need to get out, nigga, was it a slaughter?
Fuckin' wit'chy'all niggas, tear in your drawers
This fire water put hair on your balls
This is a rebel without a pause
With three hoes like Santa Clause
Know all the pimp codes and the bylaws
Got enough paper, I could buy y'all
At the Bayou, I could buy you
Walkin' 'round here with a slave IQ
Better get smart or it's deja vu
Back in the dark, nigga, chained to the ark, nigga, fuck
Fire water
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
How I do it is lighter fluid
Think you fly? Put a spider to it
Come down heavy, Isaac Newton
While y'all talkin', I be shootin'
Most of these artists be prostitutin'
Gangsta shit, I wrote The Constitution
Bitch ass nigga, what's your contribution?
Hatin' on shit ain't a revolution
Change this shit, fuck the lootin'
West side riders, I'm recruitin'
God is a teacher, I'm the student
Don't bite the apple, I'm rebootin'
Back to the pen and pad
Back to the pen and paper
Niggas wanna catch the vapors but they on respirators
Always on elevators
Always dressed like the Raiders
Always on my way to Vegas
Fire water
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
My best wares? Louis chest hairs
Who wanna ball with the California bears?
It's Mardi Gras every time I'm with my players
Alcohol all in the air
I run this shit, I am the mayor
You a crazy bitch, Princess Leia
Don't'cha know my tooth is a dare?
It's the cyclops with the eye drops
Fuck these THOTS and Goldilocks
Bitches wanna go and drink all a nigga porridge
Don't ask me for a piece of pizza
Fold my arms and say, "Bye Felicia"
Why the fuck you messin' with the creature?
Might wake up and fuckin' eat ya
Can hardly see ya 'cause of my shine
I'm legally blind
I'm outta my mind
Study my rhyme, I got the equation for any occasion
Black, white, brown, red, purple, or Asian
My fire water keep [?] blazin'
I got some shit that'll burn your stomach
Make you vomit, the dogs atomic
Please don't try to mix this with chronic
Niggas won't believe that you seen a comet, no
Fire water
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I'ma die of the good life
I'ma die of the good life
Fire water
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
I got that fire water
I got that fire water
I got that fire water
I got that fire water
Streets Shed Tears lyrics - Ice Cube
Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
When my story is over and my song is done
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets
To most of these tricks I'm a mother fuckin' treat
What's beef? I ain't got no beef
See all that bitchin'? It taste like chicken
And all these chickens? They get plucked
And nobody wants to see the volcano erupt
I'm down with Daz 'cause everythang is Kurupt
I'm celebrated every time I pull up
You hella hated, every time you look up
I'm elevated to rapper's deluxe
They love me, dawg, 'cause I'm one of a kind
This is God's plan, homie, it ain't mine
See, this ain't about dyin', it's all about shinin'
It's all about climbin' a hill of diamonds
I know that you feel it, I know that you felt it
'Cause a nigga gon' live 'til a nigga can't help it
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
(They love me, dawg)
When my story is over and my song is done
(They love me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is mother fuckers tellin' me I'm the greatest
All I got is those fly ass suits and gators
Nobody servin' Cube but maids and waiters
Nobody tryin' to take my life
All these bitches tryna do is replace my wife
But you hoes ain't cold enough to fuck with Ice
Like Kim she'll run circles 'round you bitches twice
Now, it might get funky but it won't get ugly
Niggas might not like me but they still love me
Niggas might talk shit, they whisper and huddle
'Cause they know my rebuttal might leave a puddle
Now the streets is talkin' until they see me walkin' up the block, then the bullshit stop
Anything I do, don't take it personal 'cause when a nigga gone, that shit ain't reversible
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
(They love me, dawg)
When my story is over and my song is done
(They love me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
I'm the bastard that spit the acid
Fuck a funeral home and a casket
Fuck a funeral song and a procession
Keep God on your dome and count your blessings
Keep the hood in your heart but heaven on your mind
Shake 'em up and roll seven every time
Pick 'em up, yup, stick 'em up
Every time you see me got a different color cup
This ain't about dyin', it's all about livin'
It's all about makin' everyday Thanksgivin'
It's all about givin', about stayin' driven
It ain't about you, it's about these children
So when a nigga die, stop cryin' and ventin'
Will somebody in here bump George Clinton?
Will somebody in here hug my fam?
Don't worry about me, you know where I am
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
(They love me, dawg)
When my story is over and my song is done
(They love me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
Ain't Got No Haters lyrics - Ice Cube (feat. Too $hort)
[Ice Cube:]
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is mother fuckin' players
We get money in mother fuckin' layers
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is maids and waiters
All I got is suits and gators
Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
Everybody love black ass Darth Vader
You and your women love to see me comin'
Come through bumpin', little kids runnin'
Chasin' me down like the ice cream truck
These police, they never light me up
I'm that nigga, baby, hype me up
Fuckin' up at work, they never write me up
They always hold me down and never raise me up
And all these women wanna glaze me up
Never turnt down, I'm turnt up
You heard me, bitch, I said, "I'm turnt up"
Always on ten, always too loud
Always too hard for this boujee ass crowd
Even these haters, they love my style
So, I don't know what you talkin' about
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is mother fuckin' players
We get money in mother fuckin' layers
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is maids and waiters
All I got is suits and gators
Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas
[Too $hort:]
Your situation is ugly, not mine, nothin' but love for me
You on the grind tryna turn a dub to a G
And I'm flyin' 'round the world doin' shows overseas
I'm chillin' with some females
I don't shop for bargains, fuck a pre-sale
Too much game tryna sell some
You know you can't hate on a real one
Too $hort, I ain't no nice dude
I'm like Ice Cube, run up in your white food
O.G., enjoyin' my life
Still gettin' money when I'm on the mic
Thirty years later still spittin' flows
Gettin' paid to call these bitches hoes
I get love wherever I go
And I'm always tryna get some more
Beeeotch
[Ice Cube:]
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is mother fuckin' players
We get money in mother fuckin' layers
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is maids and waiters
All I got is suits and gators
Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas
Jackpot, think I'm in the crack spot? You a crackpot
I'm a slip knot and I'ma get hot
And I'ma stay hot so take a backseat, nigga, Maybach
Boy, do what I say, nigga, robot
You kinda hit and miss, I'm the sure shot
Never sold out, niggas balled out
You also 'bout to fall out when I go all out
Michael ball out but never touch no balls
I ain't a athlete, I can't take no loss
All I know is champagne in my eyes
All this hate is what I don't recognize
All I know is that L-O-V-E
They beg me to drink a forty of O-E
Low key, bump like a oldie
Niggas treat me better than Kobe
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is mother fuckin' players
We get money in mother fuckin' layers
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is maids and waiters
All I got is suits and gators
Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas
Can You Dig It? lyrics - Ice Cube
[Intro: from "Airplane" (1980) movie]
[Randy:] Can I get you something?
[Second Jive Dude:] 'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me!
[Randy:] I'm sorry, I don't understand
[First Jive Dude:] Cutty say 'e can't HANG!
[Jive Lady:] Oh, stewardess! I speak jive
[Randy:] Oh, good
[Jive Lady:] Jus' hang loose, blood. She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med side
[Second Jive Dude:] What it is, big mama? My mama no raise no dummies. I dug her rap!
[Jive Lady:] Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help, chump don't GET da help!
[First Jive Dude:] Say 'e can't hang, say seven up!
[Jive Lady:] Jive-ass dude don't got no brains anyhow! Shiiiiit
I got my bell bottoms on with my cherry incense
My tailor-made slacks with the dick print
My afro pick with the black fist
I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Kung Fu kick
Platform shoes out the mother ship
Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a pimp
Whitewalls and a black leather coat
Where's my bread sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't call me Cassius
Dashiki, I got to be the blackest
I'm Isaac Hayes with a switchblade
I'm Rodney Allen Rippy, come fuck with me
I'm just tryna tell ya, "Young blood, best respect your elders"
Right on
I'm comin' straight from the 70s
Super fly in my perm and my leather P's
I'm comin' straight from the 70s
Super fly in my perm and my leather P's
Sho-nuff
I'm comin' straight from the 70s
Old school playa, fuck what they tellin' me
Can you dig it?
I'm comin' straight from the 70s
Old school playa, fuck what they tellin' me
House parties, pop-lockin' and pickin'
Starter jackets, got my Jheri curl drippin'
Gangbangin', yeah, Bloodin' and Crippin'
Forty ounce sippin', '64 dippin'
No shoe strings, nigga, say word
I'm Magic Johnson, you Larry Bird
The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs. Prince
Atari 2600, I don' done it
See that fat gold chain? Nigga, run it
I got my jimmy hat on 'cause I don't want it
Mike Tyson, who's my opponent?
Quick as Carl Lewis, be back in a moment
I won't shoot ya, nigga, I might nuke you, nigga
In my DeLorean, Back to the Future, nigga
Fresh
I'm comin' straight from the 80s
With my Jheri curl and my Mercedes
I'm comin' straight from the 80s
With my Jheri curl and my Mercedes
Word up
I'm comin' straight from the 80s
With my fat gold chain for the ladies
I'm comin' straight from the 80s
With my fat gold chain for the ladies
Man, you know what I'm sportin'
A short haircut, everything Jordan
That's right, a nigga played on the dream team
I had to let 'em know that it's a G Thang
It's a black thing, you wouldn't understand
Shaquille O'Neal the real Superman
Boy, I hit like Roy
Versace, Versace to all the real D-Boyz
In the crack spot with a laptop
Bumpin' that Biggie Smalls and 2Pac
French braid and weed heads
Where'd all these niggas come from with these dreads?
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD watchin' Friday
So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect your elders"
Baby-baby
I'm comin' straight from the 90s
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
I'm comin' straight from the 90s
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
Fo-sho
I'm comin' straight from the 90s
Triple OG, you know where to find me
I'm comin' straight from the 90s
Triple OG, you know where to find me
Fresh for 2018
I'm an ex-gangbanger from Los Angeles
I've been to jail, fighting, partying, low riding
But you learn as you get older
You must become a man one day and put away childish things
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
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
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...
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]
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'
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]
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
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]
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]
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
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]
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
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
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