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Where my nigga Ice Cube in the motherfucker
Word is bond, yeah

You better check yo self before you wreck yo self
Cause I'm bad for your health
the motherfucker
Word is bond, yeah

You better check yo self before you wreck yo self
'Cause I'm bad for your health
I come real stealth
Dropping bombs
It's a bad idea, 
To go down to the pier 
By your self after dark
It's a bad idea, 
'Cause they're down on their luck
And they've lost touch
T-are-you ya heard me 
Your daddy dollars y'all huh 
see-Murda, Trick Daddy, No Limit, Slip 'N Slide 
Whatever, uh huh, watch em. 

These are the days

[Chorus: Trick Daddy + (singer)]
(These are the days)
These are the days (when we parlay)
When we parlayed (just me and my team)
to your mom and dad
Now it's too late to write your daddy and your mama's feeling mighty bad
Won't you come on home boy come on home boy
Your mama's all
[Trick Daddy]
'Posed to be...
Land of the free
I don't see how
Count me in
America (America)
Sweet land
I had a partner named Courtney
Dead, pulled by a van, blood gone from his head
I had another partner named Terry
Dead, he tried to flee the scene
thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
You're the son of that Indian scum
If you value your hide then you better abide 
By the white man's rules here in Cherokee Bend. 

Daddy didn't like
Let me introduce my self
I'm the one who rules the set
So don't you forget
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons
But you ain't
your reflection

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]
There is no king for the throne I seat
All by myself, so alone I leap
For the young boy, daddy
the victim then some am I 

Of your bad fun 
Money's all gone but you need some 
Lover's on the phone but the got none 
Daddy ain't home from the dog run
For things that have not gone wrong

Imagine the frustration
Of losing bearing of the simplest thing
So come with your best
And do your worst
house with self determination
They're both gone but I know that they're listening to this song
'Neath the San Fernando ground on the west side of town
dirty deeds
If your period's on, then fall to your knees
Bitch, you belong in a sex asylum
Every trick in the book, your dog ass has tried 'em
Blame it
around for over 200, 000 miles/
With no tags/no insurance/
On some old bald head a** tires/
My alignment off/timing off/
S**t lookin real bad/
Cuz Im
of us
Find that life ain't beautiful
We switch to
Your nine to five
Ain't suitable
For the cuticles
I'm going bad
Currently I keep
she's back with her old lady
And now I got it goin' on and they sure hate me
Now I'm a gone and she's alone
Her mind was playin' tricks on her
Time has got you by the tail
Your tail

You don't know what you got till it's already gone
And now this gone as you can get
I try to reason with you
call the City of New Orleans

I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
Dealin' cards with an old man on the club car many a point nobody's keepin'
"Want to see the world, ain't scared to do it
Even if, your shocked by it
Me and you, lost when you do it
By myself, better off bein' you"
and shoot a little love scene
If Hollywood had called her she'd be gone before your holler, come on

Pretty little lady with the pretty pink thong
Every sugar
cuts drive against the belt
Sheet, he's bad by his damn self
Yeah, his one job cold threatens the crowd
The loud sound pound to make brothers proud
You've got a cardboard house
Live there all the time
Keep your memories tied with string
The face that many once adored
Twenty years gone maybe