Lyrics:
realist niggas
You Fuckin with some killas you fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
[Ice Cube:]
Dirty Mutha fuckas tryina clean hip-hop, but it
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
the gat
Grabbed the ski mask, here's the task
Go in broke, come out with cash
[Female: Were you slick?]
Yeah, you gotta be cunnin
Told Ice Cube to leave
My daughter says I'm a teen, cause like a teen
My pants always saggin' and I walk with a bop
The sag's part of my time, my walk from my pops
No
run off you get fa fa quick
Bitch
Phsswhoo
One day I'm ride in that coup
Cop an Audi ima ride in that cool
Yeah I'm chilling like, Ice Cube
Man these
far as the eye can see
All this death makes my body need
In these remains I spread my seed
Gun in hand red hot as fire
The consequences are dire
I did
ass in a circle with this purple urple as long there’s Ice cubes in there
Every minute that I’m in with it fuck it go watch some Urkle
By myself play
Watch my pockets increase ta knots
Play the low so I speak ta cops
Walk the beat in my bop an my beef and brocs
Ice in my piece an watch
Ain't too
to stop, and chill, Ice Cube
We ain’t there, this a Nia Long journey
Kneel down like you apologizin’ your fear of God
I used to wanna cop at the sneaker shop
Now you're browsing the ice cold cart of booze
Tryna think what to drink, so hard to choose
Take a bev'. Adding in a couple of cubes
Shake a leg. Now we
it was hope
Dry throat
Choking off tools, being fed ice cubes
Pain in you head
Change of the bed
Doped up and soaking while police on top
Doctors
fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
[Ice Cube:]
Dirty Mutha fuckas tryina clean hip-hop,
but it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped,
out
I write rhymes like, white lines on a nose tray
Ice cold Ice Cube flow like O'Shea
Ridin shotgun with Chris Martin my DJ
Not the white boy, but I
time
These are the days of our lives
When we will fall
Just so we can rise
Just so we can rise
Uh huh, ice cube in my drink, it's a good day
Seen
through the drama niggas talking heat I was In a sauna
Wit a ice cube trynna stay cold trying beat the odds Ima stay froze
Got the block hot but I’m still
of Temu
Your raps so bad you might as well remove it entirely off of YouTube
You ain't gonna be the next Ice Cube
You say we can't rap but all your verses
Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you with a cube if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
me
Let's bet on the set, I'm a vet runnin' from Fifty
It spell out, so I'm a post to the fullest
Only servin' then, the Ice Cream Man is out again
these pills have a drink with a couple cubes of ice
Fast food, cocaine seems the same to me
One leaves you thin and one makes you obese
And they both
for the hood
Put yo guns in yo stash, you don't need 'em today
Put the ice grills up, you don't need 'em today
All you need is icey rims, the games
jewels, cubes of ice
So I don't go nowhere without the tools at night, RIGHT
This for my niggas tryna choose they wife
An' my sistas that's tryna choose
you like my bottle, broken
Flow ice cold, leave the scene frozen
I'm the one and only, I'm the chosen one
Imma murder fools like a stolen gun
You got
bless those who seek a scroll
Trying to reach a whole nation and break the sleeper hold
Not a role model, I walk a hard road to follow
I sold
limit deh a Mach 1
Love man, that's wrong yuh wi tun hangman
June dis cacky fling Mayweather action
Ice cube heart London, Compton
Ren-shu bring e pussy
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