Lyrics:
Green, Prince and Marvin Gaye
Feeling like Ice Cube
Today is a good day
Shoot hoops in the breezes
Feel the air from the wind as I sit on the porch
Smoking
haven't even dropped it
What's this dude doing in a room
Cool like an ice cube
Rights i'ma kill a tune
Or two or three
But until i do
I'm just gonna watch
middle finger that’s stayin up
Fuck you and fuck them
I can’t really say that enough
Bass boom It go stupid
Like my flow colder than ice cube
And you outta
don't give a shit who's got a deal
Cause if the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I'm the coldest and the hardest still
They thought the All Over
I know you pnb Rock with me
Spoiled kid I don't want no broccoli
Had to find my way
Hit the highway
Like it's Friday
It's kind of hot I need ice cubes
son
I bust you up and then I blast you with my Bop Gun
A million times rhyme risin' to the prime
While another nigga's cuts get bucks, like it's
the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I'm the coldest and the hardest still
They thought the "All Over The House" video would crush me
Last week I did five
pray for x zibit
I pray for nas
I pray for wayne
I pray fat joe
I wanna make you move
Where is this real Niggas
I pray ice cube, nwa
50cent g unit, was
It was 01' windy but still it was a good day
No ice cube but it's cold the winter time
In the speaker nah I'm lying just the fire and wind coming
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
all the ice cubes on this wristwear in the big body
Live by the gun, get bodied or it's hella time in that cell
It was hella times where I failed,
Queens, God bless your life
I trip, we box up crazy bitches
Aiming guns at all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe
about a God damn Grammy?
Yo, Flav, I give a fuck about a God damn Grammy
But them motherfuckin hoes won't hand me one
At least you was invited by
of the Year grammy goes to
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes
Play the low so I speak ta cops
Walk the beat in my bop an my beef and Broncs
Ice in my piece an watch
Ain't too many niggaz that can reach the top
& Dre
I could bend the rules with the Drac'
Junkies in the hood treat me like Drake
I'm not Ice Cube, it's not a good day
Auntie keep comin' short
I drove in on a highway to hell
You can hear me coming by my rebel yell
There was smoke on the water and lucy in the sky
So let's get together
chill by the palm trees (ven aca mami)
Ella tiene piel de caramelo (que rico)
Y yo como ella como caramelo (muy dulce)
Keep heat to melt ice no me guesta
'cause I'm probably more like nelson mandela than martin luther
More like ice t than ice cube, I'm a cop killer
Murder all the cops, then the cops will
swallowin
Gyeah, now she bitin like a vulture (aye bop)
You wanna see my dick bleedin? I'ma teach you this Ru culture
Damn bro I stole a beat, this ain't no
Nation, holla at ya homie
In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
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