Lyrics:
To scratch it, and bring the hook back while I'm at it, now pass it
[Chorus]
Let's ride, I start up on your right
Peace and then we'll fight
I
all you hooks, and I ain't talkin about fishin
Got this mission that I'm completin, and niggas that I'm deletin
And I'm heatin up your block with
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
goddamn funky
Do the Olde eight fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the niggas from CIA
Crazy D is down and in
you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son Ice motherfucking Cube.
Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
to I bomb out this ghetto
Leg, back, arms, ice up to tha elbow
Rock Fenni, bitches envy me up in tha ghetto
Slimmy's pack simmy's, squeeze 50 in tha
the southside with ghetto cheese, or should I say ice cream
72 oz's, players I mean 2 ki's
For all you niggas that smokes
I got my homies with the gats posted
get dat dough, dough, dough
Ice cubes on my wrist feels like I dipped it in the freezer
I been standin' up for way to long, I think my feet hurt
Girl
service
You know what it is, once you show up to the crib
cnd got the medical to roll up if tryna get lit
HOOK 2:
That's how I do it
I stay on my grind
If
b**** men, I'mma f*** you snuff heads up
Soft n****z get the gay channel, when I slap an R&B thug off his motherf***in piano
DJ's need to let the ghetto
said, there's a real one in your reflection
Ice Cube, West Westside Connection
Lox had that, Money, Power & respect, & Nipsey said, that's the last time
solid gold (that ain't nothing)
On my bed I got mink sheets (that ain't nothing)
And my mom live 'cross the street (that ain't nothing)
Ghetto kids call
Hand-me-down|Dirty drawers gettin' worn, can you blame me now?_You think I got $4.50 up in quarters on me well I fucking don't!||[Hook: Fetty Wap]|Ay, where the gold
Mack 10
Connected for life
Marley Mack 10
I take a hit
Like I'm Mack 10
Richy ice cube
Bitch you Mack 10
Spin ya block
50 shots from the Mac 10
Keep
the Jolly Rancher drown, ice cubes spin around
I keep the cup doubled down
I keep a pair of shades around
I wake up stretch crack and sell
I ain't stretched
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 sucker'
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 sucker'
Juicy J]
I was born up in the ghetto streets
Always learn to pack the heat
Call me on my cellular phone
If you want that work from me
Cowards like
Marshall Bill
Oh, what the hell? Throw the cocktail, I smell smoke
Got the fuck out, Ice Cube lucked out
My nigga had his truck out, didn't get stuck out
Moneybaggs I ain't makin
From the looks they wasn't feelin' me
Like they were for DMX and Dom Kennedy
Earl had a Sweatshirt Dom rocked an Ice
Cream Tee tank
Been down these streets to often
This beat I'm chopping
Henny in this cup with some ice cubes no Compton
On the ground cos we got them
Even
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
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