Say Hi to the Bad Guy

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Ice Cube

O'Shea Jackson (born June 15, 1969), better known by his stage name Ice Cube, is an American rapper, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director. He began his career as a member of the hip hop group C.I.A. and later joined the rap group N.W.A (Niggas With Attitudes). After lea… more »

Good evening. 
Police  do not try to adjust your radios. 
There is nothing wrong. 
We have takin' control over this city 
As to bring you this special 
Bulletin and we will return this motherfucker 
To ya as soon as the National 
Guard move in. 

The cops want to catch the nigga that won't fetch 
But I'll blast ya  never call ya master 
Who is that kickin' up shit much faster? 
Rollin on a scooter, you know I might do ya 
See a black clock and my buck shots run right through ya 
I never knew ya 
'Cause I'm not a trick 
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig 
I get away quickity-quick 
On the plane to South Central 
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho 
Steady mobbin' I'm just like Robin Hood 
Up to no good, so many bitches on my wood 
To the right of me and to the left of me 
Bitch, I got so much game I need a referee 
Throw a penalty of ass interference 
Damn, y'all over me, so bitch get on the bitch 
Here comes the cops so I better hit the fence 
Better run fast 'cause the dobermans pinch 
And I won't play mine in the daytime 
Goddamn, here comes the canine 
Four legged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a whopper 
But who's the first nigga to outrun a chopper? 
No lie say hi to the bad guy 

Fuck! (Hey guys, where ya headed?) 
Nowhere, man (Got your license and registration?) 
Yeah, hold up, right here (Hey, what's in that box back there?) 
Nothin', aah, nothin' (They happen to be donuts?) 
(Ya got a glazed donut? How bout a bear claw?) 
Ah (If you don't have one, I got ta gaffle ya) 
What? You gon' gaf, yeah! 

See one-time, hit em up 
'Cause you know the Lench Mob is down to get em up 
People think Ice Cube roll with the gangs 
'Cause I'm in a coupe de sittin' on thangs 
Ain't gotta tell me twice about the jack 
See a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of that 
Caps get peeled on the regular 
'Cause niggas try to get me for my cellular 
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack daddy's back 
Kidnappin' hos like the Patty Hurst jack 
Have the white ho, where the fo'-fo'? 
Go rob a liquor store, they can't blame it on a nigga row 
Bring the money to the rooster 
Had the bitch and the Mob bein' the booster 
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sample *?bran?* 
And come back up man 
You want to point the finger at me 'cause the O.G. 
As sooped like Chevro R.D. 
Humpin', jumpin', had the place jumpin'
Goddamn, gotta break you off somethin'
You want to know why I bust in half 
Now look at you now 
Huh, and I'm out real fast 
Get the paper out yo' ass, baby 
Yo, here we go, listen to the po' 
Shoot the bo-bo and act like ya know, ho 
Fuck with the flow and die 
When I walk by say hi to the bad guy 

Ai yo man, there's just one left 
(I'll make a deal with ya) 
What? (Aah, ya got one of those powdered donuts? 
(How bout that twister? 
If it have cream in the middle, 
I'm gonna have to gaffle ya!) 
You gon' gaffle us? 
(Hey, can I reach back there and get one?0 
Ah yeah homie, go on and reach ahead here 
Duck ya head in here man 

(What kind of cop killer are you?)


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