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Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:28 pm | |
| "The Bomb"
It's like a holocaust to the boss when I toss Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost In a shuffle of feet, Jinx the fiddler And I control your mind like Hitler You bow and vow to authority See now, a sucker with a style just boring me So I show K.N.O.W. L.E.D.G.E. it might trouble you Then I transform like a Decepticon With a mic as a bomb In my right palm But I don't stay calm So panic Others can't flow so they go schizophrenic You thought I dropped a dud in your face Until you taste the blood of the bass Then you faint, or better yet pass out When I'm on the mic, believe it's ass out You think you're raw so you draw You lose, you're hung, you bite your tongue The whole town saw in awe as you strangle A noose on your neck, and you dangle From side to side in the blazing heat You're beat, you're dead, the fools fell off You feel you're turning red, it's said That your head burst And this is only the first verse Of the bomb
[Break]
Don't break up the fight let them rumble Over the years I've watched some go super-bad quick Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach Now ask yourself, who's stupid? I take funky funky beats and I loop it And pimp slap you in the face with the bass And the boom from the bomb that I drop Stop You have a flat top as a fashion I love Black women with a passion But when they gotta go and show their ass in I gotta clown the hoes, yeah You gotta watch the ones with the big derrieres They'll steer you wrong Ice Cube's got it going on, hit me For the gangster boogie two times for the gangster rhyme The system ain't wholesome They want to put a young brother in Folsom And others see me on lockdown But I come up foul then they get knocked out, word To the brother that rolls the herb Everybody getting knocked to the curb like that Jinx got the gat, and it's a fact He'll kick a funky beat to peel your cap Now who's the mack? Who's the hoe? Who's the trick? I got many, many styles won't you take a pick But don't be alarmed When I trip and stumble and fumble And drop the (rewind) Drop the bomb
[Break]
I'm solo, you ask how I'm living Still dropping more shit than a pigeon With the L, the E, the N, the C, the H, The M, the O, the B, the great Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers And if you try to upset the pot son You get kicked in the chest like a shotgun I make the beats, I make the breaks I make the rhymes that make you shake Make you find Ice Cube never caught in the middle I make shit to kick you in the ass a little And still never hesitate to stutter step Or bust a repitition on the mic Still dissing all the hype From left to right How many left to fight? So what that Lench Mob like? | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:30 pm | |
| "The Nigga Ya Love To Hate"
I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine-double-M The damn scum that you all hate Just think if niggas decide to retaliate They try to keep me from running up I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up So what they do go and ban the AK? My shit wasn't registered any fucking way So you better duck away run and hide out When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out Cause I'm about to fuck up the program Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham When I'm shooting let's see who drop The police the media and suckers that went pop And motherfuckers that say they too black Put em overseas they be begging to come back They say keep em on gangs and drugs Yyou wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug Kicking shit called street knowledge Why more niggas in the pen than in college? Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate That's from the nigga ya love to hate
[BREAK]
Yeah, ha-ha, it's the nigga you love to hate
Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me It's the nigga you love to hate Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the brothers What you got to say for yourself?> You do like how I'm living? Well, fuck you
Once again it's on, the motherfucking psycho Ice Cube the bitch killa cap peeler Yo runnin through the line like Bo It's no pot to piss in I put my fist in Now who do ya love to hate Cause I talk shit and down the eight-ball Cause I don't fake you're begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off And get your ass ready for the lynching The mob is droppin common sense and We'll gank in the pen will shank Any Tom Dick and Hank or get the ass Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live But how long you live I ain't with the bullshit I meet cold bitches no hoes Don't wanna sleep so I keep popping No-Doz And tell the young people what they gotta know Cause I hate when niggas gotta live low And if you're locked up I dedicate my style in From San Quentin to Rykers Island We got em afraid of the funky shit I like to clown so pump up the sound In the jeep make the old ladies say Oh my god wait it's the nigga ya love to hate
[BREAK]
Yeah come on fool It's the nigga you love to hate
Yeah run up punk It's the nigga you love to hate You ain't all that That's all I hear, bitch, bitch I ain't nobody's bitch> A bitch is a....
Soul Train done lost they soul Just call it train cause the bitches look like hoes I see a lotta others damn It almost look like the Bandstand You ask me did I like Arsenio About as much as the bicentennial I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools cause they all scared of the Ice Cube And what I say what I portray and all that And ain't even seen the gat I don't wanna see no dancing I'm sick of that shit listen to the hit Cause yo if I look and see another brother On the video tryin to out-dance each other I'm a tell T-Bone to pass the bottle And don't give me that shit about role model It ain't wise to chastise and preach Just open the eyes of each Cause laws are made to be broken up What niggas need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the nigga ya love to hate | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:30 pm | |
| "It's A Man's World" (feat. Yo-Yo)
[Ice Cube] Women they're good for nothing no maybe one thing To serve needs to my ding-a-ling I'm a man who loves the one-night stand Cause after I do ya Huh I never knew ya Cause to kick it man it gives me the fits They wanna lay with they nose under your armpits Ice Cube won't wait so give it up cow After we do it you can go home now I'm a brother with a big long...
[Yo-Yo] First of all let me tell you my name it's Yo-Yo When down on a girl first the fist and that's a no-no Yo-Yo thinks the kitchen sink should be thrown in Niggas be scheming and fiending to stick the bone in No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore And if that's what you're here for Exit through the door There's more To see of me but you're blind so Women like me are fading brothers in the 9-0
[Ice Cube] Ay what up buttercupper Miss Yo-Yo I know you like to rap and like to flow so But when it comes to hip-hop this is a man's world Stay down and play the playground you little girl
[Yo-Yo] What you're saying I don't consider it as rapping Cause you're on rewind and I'm the new what's-happening It never fails I'll always get respect And you lose so take a rain check
[Ice Cube] Hell no cause you know that I'm first and you're second If it wasn't for me you probably be pregnant And barefoot complaining that your back is aching Shaking and faking while I'm bringing home the bacon
[Yo-Yo] Well you're mistaken It's not going that far I make brothers like you play the back yard You used to flow with the title but I took it Bring home the bacon but find another hoe to cook it
[Ice Cube] Damn it look it Cause you're talking a lot of | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:31 pm | |
| "Who's The Mack?"
Straight gangsta mack Straight gangsta mack Straight gangsta mack Straight gangsta mack Who's the mack? is it some brother in a big hat Thinking he can get any bitch with a good rap? Rolling in a fucked-up Lincoln Leaning to the side So it looks like he's sinking Into that leopard interior This nigga thinks every girl's inferior To his tongue, get a dumb bitch sprung As she's selling more butt Don't even get a cut of the money His name is Sonny And he know the play And hope to od that he don't find a runaway That's looking to become a star He'll have your ass in and out of every car With every on and Rick, sucking every john's dick Come short of the money, get your ass kicked You don't like it but you still call him hunk Last night the nigga put yo' ass in the trunk You wanna leave but Sonny started talking fast And it make you wanna go and sell more ass He's getting rich, you his bitch and it's like that Now ask yourself Who's the mack? Who's the mack?
It is that fool that wanna pump the gas Give you a sad story and you give him cash? He starts macking and macking and you sucking Quick to say I'm down on my luck And you give a dollar or a quarter and he's on his way Then you see his sorry ass the next day Are you the one getting played like a sucka? Or do you say, "Get a job, motherfucker"? Every day, the story gets better He's wearing dirty pants and a funky-assed sweater He claims he wants to get something to eat But every day you find yourself getting beat He gets your money and you run across the street don't look both ways 'cause he's in a daze And almost get his ass hit for the crack Now ask yourself Who's the mack? Who's the Mack?
Is it that nigga in that club asking Have you ever been in a hot tub? I know the game so I watch it unfold When i see the boy pinned to your earlobe He's talking shit and you crack a smile When he tell you that he can go buck wild For a girl like you and make it feel good You know it's drama but it sound real good He started dragging and hopefully he can start tagging The pussy so he can keep bragging He say, "I'm 'a leave baby, can you go with me?" The pussy so he can keep bragging You wanna do it but you feeling like a H-O-E You grab his hand, you leave and it's over 'Cause the nigga ain't nothing but a rover Ya knew the game and you still ended up on your back Now ask yourself Who's the Mack? Macking is the game and everybody's playing And as long as you believe what they saying Consider the a M.A.C.K. and with no delay They are gonna get all the play But when it comes to me, save the drama for your momma It's Ice Cube and you know that I'm a Mack in my own right When it comes to rhyme and rap 'cause all i do is kick facts Unlike Iceberg Slimm And all of them be claimin' be P.I.M.P. No, I'm not going out that way I'm just a straight up N I double G A Next time U get over on a fool And you did the shit like real smooth Thank Ice Cube for giving up the facts And ask yourself Who's the Mack? Straight gangsta Mack Straight gangsta Mack Straight gangsta Mack Straight gangsta Mack | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:32 pm | |
| "Rollin' Wit The Lench Mob"
You can't fuck with the criminal rapping over gangsta shit First I load the clip and then I make the hit I know some y'all can't fade this Lench Mob niggas are the craziest So you and your boys are ass-out When I'm rollin in a seven-deuce glass house The Mob ain't nothing but a menace When we get the motherfucking dog in us Playing them old beats I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies Ready to peel your cap You can't believe "Faces of Death" on wax Some say the Mob ain't positive Man fuck that shit cause I gots to live How I live and you could either give a fuck punk Yo or get your ass bucked Some rappers are heaven-sent But Self-Destruction don't pay the fucking rent So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job I'd rather roll it wit the Lench Mob
To be down with the Mob is simple Mind your own you want a spot find your own And take mine if you're badder than the strong man I do the right thing I do the wrong thing Do anything cause I ain't faking the scene It's all about how much bacon you bring And if you see something from the gat I will stuff it Yo you ain't seen nothing Cause if you testify you're living blind Cause in the city you live and let die Rolling with the fools One Time can't beat On my knees in the street interlock my hands and feet He said "I know you" I said "you might My name is Ice Cube I did a song you didn't like" So he soaked me up like Bounty Had to do a week in the county A piece of cake it was just like a party Cause in the county you know everybody No I didn't kill or steal or rob Locked up for what cause I'm rollin wit the Lench Mob
If you know a female that's rollin with the Lench Mob Watch your step cause the gat is kept In the purse like my homegirl Yo-Yo You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe no Cause if you are I'll be the first one to bust you out After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out Get the picture or bitch You'll get the eighty-six If she wanna try and mix Business and pleasure make up your own mind You gotta be a hoe on your own time Don't sleep cause even on a solo creep Yo the Mob is still deep And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit You thought you got with the crew you can't get with So get the noose ready for the lynching Now 235 is what I'm benching But nowadays it's still not enough I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush Give me the gat, step back, and watch me do the job Rolling with the motherfucking Lench Mob | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:32 pm | |
| "Get Off My Dick And Tell Yo Bitch To Come Here"
Some don't think I can flow So here we go To a new track To show the wack That I can throw styles that show up I blow up and blast here Niggas still tripping off the shit I said last year About a bitch is bitch is a bitch is a bitch Then I got rich but I'll never switch So I dedicate this one to the groupie And the Charlie all on my Snoopy Brothers keep asking Ice Cube yo when will you bust They surround me and make a big fuss Now I was taught back on my block That you don't ride on nobody's jock For anything they do Fuck him and his crew Unless you were gettin paid too I'm not saying this to dis each and every fan Women you can ride but man be a man Shake my hand and make it a firm shake Say what's up Ice Cube and then break Cause if you're hangin there I'm a tell you loud and clear Get off my my dick nigga and tell your bitch to come here | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:33 pm | |
| "I'm Only Out For One Thang" (feat. Flavor Flav)
[Flavor Flav] Well two bees in a bucket Mother motherfuck it You either Flavor Flav it Or you Chuck Chuck Chuck it Kiss my ass or suck a D.I.C.- K. stands for kill so don't fuck with me I fucked that lady in the bed I missed that pussy and I bust a spread I tried it again in a thumping wagon The bottom fell out and her ass started dragging Tried it again and I failed to grasp I missed that pussy and I bust my ass Then I fucked this lady in the tree The baby came out and said "Run-DMC"
[Ice Cube] I knew this girl who looked just like you Light brown and a fly hair-do I wanted to do her, screw her So I stepped to her On-key bitch had more ass than a donkey I said you're the type of girl that I can't pass over Give me one chance and I'll bend your ass over Just call me the plumber at the end of the night Cause a nigga like me'll lay plenty of pipe She didn't get offended it was splendid to me Cause mister nice guy is what I pretended to be I guess I just wine her and dine her And by the end of the night I'll be behind her Waxing that ass like Rain Dance On the bumper get the pussy then I dump her Took her to the Comfort Inn Tucked her in Pulled out the third leg pumped it in She said will you call me Yeah I'll call you a bitch or a hoe after I ball ya Naw I'm just playin but it's still the same Cause a nigga like Ice Cube is only out for one thang | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:34 pm | |
| "A Gangsta's Fairytale"
[Intro: Little Russ, Ice Cube]
[story-teller] Once upon a time, in the black part of the city [young kid] Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0 [door swings shut, car peels out]
[Russ] Yo Ice Cube, man [Cube] Whassup man? [Russ] Why you... [Cube] Whassup? [Russ] Yo Ice Cube man, why you always kickin the shit about the bitches and the niggaz? Why don't you kick some shit about the kids, man? The fuckin kids?! [Cube] Word
[Verse One: Ice Cube]
Little boys and girls, they all love me Come sit on the lap of I-C-E And let me tell ya a story or two About a punk-ass nigga I knew Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick Ran up the street cause he was piping hot Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe At that type of shit he's a pro So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil nap Dumb bitch, gave him the claps Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay Got a shot in the ass, and he was on his way To make some money, why not? Down on Sesame Street, the dope spot There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew For the man that was really important Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out Saw, her and her friends sellin sheepskins
[Little Bo Peep] Yo yo I got them sheepskins Yo, my empty sheepskins Yo baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs Saw a fight over colors, too Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue A bad influence? Yo I don't know But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go
[Interlude: Little Russ]
Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it This is Little Russ in the house Rock that shit homey, rock that shit! (Well, you know the rest)
[Verse Two: Ice Cube]
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall With a joint, drinkin some 8-ball Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville Lookin for, the wolf to kill They're fucked up and they want revenge Them and Humpty used to be friends Now they're enemies cause he's a traitor Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him Cinderella hoeing for the fellas And Mister Rogers is gettin mighty jealous Of the cash that the pigs were makin Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon Cause Mister Rogers found out quick That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits They said that the motherfuckin wolf was next So Mister Rogers better watch his step So he let the wolf know We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho Cause Cinderella is much too fast Before twelve, givin up ass Double barrels all loaded and cocked As soon as they show, they gonna get popped They bailed down Sesame Street and caught em Little Boy Blue is up front givin orders Little did they know Cinderella was a fink She called the cops and got thrown in the clink A bad influence? Yo, I don't know But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go
[Outro: Little Russ, Ice Cube]
[Cube] Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you? [Russ] Yeah you aight, you in the house We outta here, seeeee-yaaaaa [Cube] Yeah you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass
[Barney Rubble] Some bedtime story huh? [Bugs Bunny] It's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't wanna live here
[Andrew Dice Clay] Ay, good ol' Mother Goose, remember her? I fucked her | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:34 pm | |
| Tales From The Darkside" (feat. Chuck D)
[Verse One: Ice Cube]
Peace - don't make me laugh! All I hear is motherfuckers rappin sucotash Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigger How the fuck do you figure? that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?! Every cop killer goes ignored They just send another nigga to the morgue A point scored- they could give a fuck about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy They kill ten of me to get the job correct To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk And 'Fuck tha Police' in the tape deck You should listen to me cuz there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside...
[Verse Two:]
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh Cuz we ain't got it too good in America I can't fuck with them overseas My homeboy died over a key of cocaine It was plain and simple The 9mm went to the temple was the sound I put the bitch down And ran to the schoolyard bathroom Looked in the trash can yo it had room So I ducked my ass in it for a minute Covered with trash I had to lay back Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the payback Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun It's gettin critical - I stole a 5.0 I let it go - drive real slow I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucka' The shot-gun kicked - and it murdered motherfuckers I told you last album when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off Its a shame, that niggas die young But to the light side it don't matter none It'll be a drive by homicide But to me its just another tale from the darkside...
[Verse Three: Chuck D]
Standing in the middle of war In the middle we flex When we die, we won't make +Jet+ +Ebony+ can't see to the lightside The term they apply to us is a nigga Call it what you want, cause I'm comin from the coroner Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D. Who's black - don't wanna role - sells his soul Watch his head go rollin Who the fuck are they foolin? Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes Matches the color of the one on my face as they wonder whats under my waist (Standin on the verge) of them gettin brown thats a fact got a fear on their bozack Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide Yet Cube, they can't fuck with the darkside! | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:35 pm | |
| "Turn Off The Radio"
Turn on the radio take a listen What you're missing Personally I'm sick of the ass-kissing What I'm kicking to you won't get rotation Nowhere in the nation Program directors and DJ's ignored me Cause I simply said fuck Top Forty And top thirty top twenty and top ten Until you put more hip-hop in Then I might grin but don't pretend that you're down with the C And go and dis me in a magazine How could you figure the brother could dig ya DJ face down in the river No it's not a threat but a promise I'm as Crazy as they come see Mama didn't love me All I got is my nine And to calm the savage beast here's the Alpine
Turn off that motherfucking radio! Turn off that bullshit! Turn off that motherfucking radio! Turn off that bullshit! Play the music motherfucker put the music on Damn!>
Tune in to the radio listen for a minute Yo G stick a fucking tape in it Cause all the radio do is gangle That R&B love triangle If you're out there kicking it with the brothers You don't care about lovers You wanna hear a young nigga on the mic Going buck wild Throwing and flowing and showing new styles That's where I'm coming from Reality that's what they're running from So if you're down with Ice Cube let me know that you know Yo turn off the radio
Basically those black guys and those rap guys They don't know what the fuck they're doing I hate those fuckers I hate em Especially that one guy The AmeriKKKa's most wanted Ice Cube--I hate that fucker Get him off the air, get him off, get him off Get that rap shit out of here!> | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:36 pm | |
| "Once Upon A Time In The Projects"
Once upon a time in the projects, yo I damn near had to wreck a ho I knocked on the door - "Who is it?" It's Ice Cube, come to pay a little visit to ya And what's up with the niggers in the parking lot She said fuck em, cause they get sparked alot I sat on the couch but it wasn't stable and then I put my Nikes on the coffee table Her brother walked in he's into gangbangin cause he walked up and said "what set you claimin" I don't bang I write the good rhymes The whole scenery reminded me of Good Times I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut by a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up He threw up a set and then he was gone, I'm thinkin to myself, wont this bitch bring her ass on. Her mother came in with a joint in her mouth and fired up the sess it was sess no doubt She said please excuse my house and all that I said yeah cause I was buzzed from the contact Lookin at a fucked up black and white her mom's bitchin cause the county check wasn't right She had another brother that was three years old and had a bad case of the runny nose He asked me who I was then I had to pause It smelled like he took a shit in his little drawers I saw her sister that needs get her ass kicked only thirteen and already pregnant I grabbed the forty out the bag and took a swig cause I was getting overwhelmed by BeBe Kids They were runnin and playin and cursin and yellin and tellin and look at this young punk bailin I heard a knock on the door without the password and her mom's got the 12 guage Mossberg The nigga said "yo, what's for sale" and the bitch came out with a bag of ya-yo She made the drop and got the 20 dollars from a smoked out fool with ring around the collar The girl I was waiting for came out I said BITCH I DIDN'T KNOW THIS WAS A CRACK HOUSE I got my coat and SUDDENLY ... (police breaking into house annoucing themselves) The cop busted in and had a Mac-10 pointed to my dome and I said to myself once again it's on He threw me on the carpet, and wasn't cuttin no slack stomped on my head and put his knee in my back First he tried to wrap me up, slap me up, rough me up They couldn't do it so they cuffed me up I said FUCK how much abuse can a nigga take Hey yo officer you're making a big mistake Since I had on a shirt that said I was dope He thought I was selling base and couldn't hear my case He said get out my face I musta had a grudge His reply tell that bullshit to the judge The girl I was with wasn't sayin nothin I said AIYYO BITCH you better tell em SOMETHIN She started draggin and all of a sudden we all got tossed in the patty wagon Now I beat the rap but that ain't the point I had a warrant so I spent 2 weeks in the joint Now the story you heard has one little object DON'T FUCK WITH A BITCH FROM THE PROJECTS! | |
| | | Casttro V.I.P
Numri i postimeve : 234 Registration date : 18/01/2009
| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:37 pm | |
| "You Can't Fade Me"
Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder What's the date and time it don't matter Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort To make a long story short Ran into this girl named Carla Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala She said what's up yeah what's the deal Check the hairdo of course it ain't real Then I looked down she was fat in the front I asked how long, well about seven months Oh how time flies when you're having fun She said yeah but the damage is done Where you been, on a little vacation Oh by the way congratulations Who's the lucky man? I don't have a clue Then she said the lucky man is you I dropped my brew And everything looked fuzzy Not a baby by you the neighborhood hussy She said yeah remember that date I thought back and tried to calculate Then I said damn are you sure it's mine Cause I know you been tossed plenty of times She said that day no I wasn't whoring Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court Paying a gang on child support Then I thought deep about giving up the money What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy Naw cause then I'd really get faded That's murder one cause it was premeditated So what I'm a do I don't have a clue How many months left damn only two I'm gettin faded
No cigar, G Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded
It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her See the booty and the front was all in place But the girl had the pitbull face So we ran jumped drove swam crawled hid Oh lord god forbid My homies see me at the motel Cause those fools would love to just go tell Everybody in the hood that knows your rep So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept And hold your big fat butt steady Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque I dropped her off man and I'm knowing That I'm a hate myself in the morning I got drunk to help me forget Yo another day another hit shit I'm gettin faded
Ay yo you know what time it is
Nine months later she's ready to drop the load And everybody in the hood already knows It's supposed to be mine so they laughing at me You know Ice Cube can't be having that G I'm thinking to myself why did I bang her Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up they won't shut up I'm gettin fed up bitch Cause I know you're tryin to break me But if I find out your tryin to fake me I'm a buff that duff for a hoot Beat ya down and leave a crown or two That night she went into labor And the shit is getting kinda major The baby came out damn it was a lifesaver Looking like my next-door neighbor She said it was mine that was her best guess But let's check the results of the blood test I started smiling yeah cause it read negative Damn why did I let her live? After that I should've got the gat And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap But no I just told the hoe who laid me Excuse me bitch it's a switch You can't fade me
Naw baby not this way Yo you ain't playing Ice Cube out like no booger I don't fall for the okey-doke And before I fall for the okey-doke I let the pistol smoke Now sing it Yeah baby you can't fade me Naw unfadable baby | |
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| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:38 pm | |
| "What They Hittin' Foe?"
Fucking around in a crap game Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game And I don't hang out as much Bang out dope cuts Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts But when it comes to getting in a circle I'm hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke When deuce-deuce hit the floor yo Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty? I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny Ah yeah I'm shaking the ivory And boom it's like they die for me Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint But don't forget my point There it is yo I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five I'm never hitting four-trey no way You wanna leave but come on hoe stay Nigga see but that'll work Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt Fool you can't even fuck with that And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat Cause I see your homies starting to look And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks And I'm feeling like a baller Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller Now you wanna go and scheme Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team So I pick up my money and start walking Cause now I let the gat start talking Now since ya'll lost you wanna go out like a sucker Take that motherfucker | |
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| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:39 pm | |
| "What They Hittin' Foe?"
Fucking around in a crap game Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game And I don't hang out as much Bang out dope cuts Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts But when it comes to getting in a circle I'm hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke When deuce-deuce hit the floor yo Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty? I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny Ah yeah I'm shaking the ivory And boom it's like they die for me Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint But don't forget my point There it is yo I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five I'm never hitting four-trey no way You wanna leave but come on hoe stay Nigga see but that'll work Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt Fool you can't even fuck with that And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat Cause I see your homies starting to look And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks And I'm feeling like a baller Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller Now you wanna go and scheme Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team So I pick up my money and start walking Cause now I let the gat start talking Now since ya'll lost you wanna go out like a sucker Take that motherfucker | |
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| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:40 pm | |
| "AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted"
Ice Cube with The Lench Mob, I got it goin on A nigga that's livin in the city of the criminal zone One-time can't keep the law in order cos everybody's goin crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag or beat down for ya flag Cos if you is or you ain't a gangbanger Keep one in the chamber Cos you'll get them thangs put on ya son Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1 All the ol' school house fellows are crooks So I get jealous looks They keep thinkin did my hair grow? Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube? Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay I keep my 9 anyway for the day one of my homies wanna squab I'm still rollin wit The Lench Mob
(AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted)
Back in the day I dip my shirt in dirt Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got hurt But if you know me, you know that I'm liable to bust a cap cos it's all about survival of the fittest I'm a menace crook I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book From the shit I took from people I reap all your fat shit, jack Back to the criminals sect I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet Cos I'm slick as slippery They can't get wit me, cops ain't shit to me I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs and sweat em like sweathogs and get mad, mad cos I'm the nigga that flaunt it AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Aiyo, here's what the poster read: 'Ice Cube is wanted dead' That's all it said I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the green Hear shots and si-reens When I feet first they yo' rings, now they my rings So give it up punk and then I just put another jack in progress It's the American way cos I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A Ice Cube - a motherfuckin clepto and tried to catch the early bird but they slept, so who gets the worm? And if I'm caught in a trap you know I'ma beat the wack with a payoff, cop gotta lay off FBI on my dick, stay off! I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his chest so get the Kryptonite cos I'm a rip tonight Cos I'm scarin ya, wanted by America
(Aiyo Cube man, they on your ass)
Word, but who the fuck has heard? It's time to take a trip to the suburbs Let em see a nigga invasion Point blank for the caucasian Cock the hammer then crackle, smile Take me to your house, pal Got to the house, my pockets got fat, see Crack the safe, got the money and the jewellry Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D Had a little fly ass bitch wit me Sittin in a dig, yo it couldn't be (Whattup G?) Saw my face on TV Damn (oh shit!) I didn't know I lucked out Struck out, I gotta get the fuck out Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough when the ol' bitch down the street must've turned me in Cos the feds was out there ten deep I got hassled and gaffled in the back seat I think back when I was robbin my own kind The police didn't pay it no mind But when I start robbin the white folks Now I'm in the pen wit the soap-on-a-rope I said it before and I'll still taught it Every motherfucker with a colour is most wanted | |
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| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:42 pm | |
| "Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It"
[Female Insert] Maestro!!!
[Ice Cube] Blame me
[Intro: Ice Cube] You niggaz know my pyroclastic flow You niggaz know my pyroclastic flow flow You niggaz know my pyroclastic flow it's R-A-W, R-A-W
[Ice Cube] You looking at the grand wizard, war lord vocal chord so vicious And I don't have to show riches to pull up pull off with some bad bitches And it ain't about chivalry It's about dope lyrics and delivery It's about my persona ain't nothing like a man that can do what he wanna Ain't nothing like man on that you knew on the corner See 'em come up and fuck up the owner See 'em throw up Westside California Nigga I'm hot as Phoenix Arizona I'm utah I got multiple bitches It's a new law keep a hold of yo riches Dumb nigga don't spend it as soon as you get it And recognize I'm a captain and you a lieutenant
[Chorus 1] I can say what I want to say ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I call you a nigga ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it I can act like an animal ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I eat you like a cannibal ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it
[Ice Cube] I'm raw as a dirty needle Choke an eagle Just to feed all my people Lyrically I'm so lethal Plant thoughts in they mind just to defeat you Ice Cube is a saga y'all spit saliva And I spit lava I got the fearless flow Don't get near this ho If you sacred to go I keep it gangsta and why should change that fuck you all you motherfuckers tryin to change rap But arent you the same cat that sat back when they brought cocaine back I'm tryin to get me a Maybach how you motherfuckers gonna tell me don't say that you the ones that we learned it from I heard nigga back in 1971
[Chorus 2] So if I act like a pimp ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I call you a nappy headed ho ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I shoot up your college ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I rob you of knowledge ain't nothin to it gangsta rap made me do it
[Ice Cube] Thank God when I bless the mic You finally get to hear the shit that you like A nigga talkin bout real life so you can try to get this shit right Use your brain not your back use your brain not a gat It's a party not a jack (for real) Don't be scared of them people Walk up in there and show them that you equal (fuck them fuck them) Don't be material a nigga grew up on milk and cereal I never for got vaness and imperial Look at my life Ice Cube is a miracle It could be you if you was this lyrical It could be her if she was this spiritual Cuz me and Allah go back like cronies I don't got to be fake cause he is my homie
[Chorus 3] If I sell a liitle crack ain't nohin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I die and I rap ain't nohin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I take you for granted ain't nohin to it gangsta rap made me do it If I fuck up the planet ain't nohin to it gangsta rap made me do it
[Intro]
[Ice Cube] Oh yeah and another thing For all ya niggaz that don't do gangsta rap Don't get on TV talkin about gangsta rap Cause 9 times at a 10 you don't know the fuck you talk about Talk about that bullshit rap you do Stay the fuck out of mine | |
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| Titulli: Ice Cube Lyrics Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:42 pm | |
| "Do Ya Thang"
[Chorus] Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at!
[Verse 1] I'm in that Hot Thang, gutter lane Dippin' with that wood grain So fuckin' hood, mayne They call me The Boogeyman In that slow lane, what is your whole name? I forgot this ho's name, I'll call her Louise Lane Up on that boulevard, 24's rotate Ice Cube comin' through, gotta make the hoes wait Roll at my own pace - nigga, don't hate! Fuck all you fat-fuckers leanin' up against my paint! Ice Cube, I steal a little paint (Movie star!) Fuck you! Pour a nigga a lil' drink! That's how it's goin' down out here in California Listen to my people, when a nigga hit the corner!
[Chorus] Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who is the flyest one of all?
[Verse 2] Now pull in the parking lot Nigga, find a parking spot Fired up, everyone want to spark a lot Puff-puff-pass, we out on Ave. Lookin' for a big fat ass to harass! Is it you? Uh-huh, I see you lookin' When we roll by, pussy still cookin' Freaks get tooken when they lookin' for stars If you don't like my face - bitch, look at my car! Keep it simple, I told you once befo' It really don't matter how I get you to the mo' It really don't matter how I get you in my low Just hop in, let's go And let your friends know!
[Chorus] Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who is the flyest one of all?
[Verse 3] Do ya thang, girl! Fuck what they lookin' at! We the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat West Coast, baby - with so much gravy You should call The Navy, ever since the 80's I've been doin' good, they been doin' bad When I see you walk by, I'm pursuin' that But never chase it, my game is so basic As soon as I lace it - baby, wanna taste it? Just face it, put me to the test Ice Cube would ace it, I'm built for success Fuck a Rockstar! We wanna party like a Rap Star In the club, in the house, or the backyard (Yay-yay!) You make it rain with ones, I make it rain with hun's And we get lap-dance from nuns They put away they crucifix And they say, "Ice Cube - boy, you the shit!"
[Chorus] Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who is the flyest one of all? Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who is the flyest one of all?
[Bridge] I see you lookin' at me We don't give a fuck! What you lookin' at? We gonna give it up!
[Chorus] Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who is the flyest one of all? Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! Do ya thang, mayne Fuck what they lookin' at! | |
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