Lyrics:
Then we breezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw
G's up hoe's down
East Side to by dog
(East Side)
All the time man
Thanks for even asking
Y'all do baguettes, I'ma do the emeralds
All on the islands, nah, I'm not Gilligan
Bad bitch talk loud, must be Dominican
Wrist on ice cube, all about
to get you off my mind (Mind)
But I know I want you in my life (Life)
So please stay by my side (Side)
We gonna slide
In the studio with a vibe (With
My shit's straight bile
You're mild, you've got no style
I won't be impressed
or you possessed by baliel
I make beats like surgeons resume
To stitch
be a worthwhile one
You will not regret experiencing this album
I will mention as a side note, if you dislike explicit language
This may not be
Every time I went right they went left (Left me)
Get it by the two like Noah's Arc (I get it)
If it's blood money I guess I'm a shark
Put my ice on let
relate to you
There ainno debate im to cold like sum ice cubes
Whole team going crazy like its Section A
My whole team eating offa dinner plates
I be
to fix it all like ice cubes out a tray
No matter which way you crack it
It's all the same
I'ma helpless gent with all my ends bent
Some shit can't be
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
out who isn't who
They say they are, or else you're doomed
Team Ice Cube lost and Spongy's mad
But first, get X's treasure, fast
Let's get digging,
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E yeah the bul Spitacular
I'm not packin the mac in the back of the Acura
I'm just spittin some flows that's
All through the night
You’ll be by my side
Me and you
Making love
All through the night
All through the night
You'll be by my side
Me and you
Making
Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10
The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer
Got 'em', look nigga, you fit the description
This is dedicated to potential
Yo what's up guys welcome to the Nasy podcast
It is your host, King Squishy
And welcome to this lovely album we call "The Youngins"
So today I got
that naked baby angel, yo!
And gimme 2 more buttery nipples".
And God just re-invents herself as ice-cubes in my ripple.
three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closing the shop
Black Ice, Little Trees in the mirror
Wiped down, you can see a little clearer
Uhh yea aye
I got my mind on green, i be posted while they sleep tight
these Niggas cant surprise me
If I'm lying then I'm dying
They like brody why you get so fly
I say I'm just getting by
Phony Niggas need to pick a side
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
stand firm on all 10s
You couldn't walk in these he got games
Ice cube mama on Friday you have no game
I triumph over doubters and critics them gangsta
the fake folks don’t betray!
Now I’ll make toffee post haste in an ice cube tray,
My last reincarnation was like Cabman Gray!
All his victims fell astray
the rules, I rather play by myself
Ice cube on the chain, Double G on the belt
I know I'm poppin, Ain't no stopping
Everybody want some
Let me get a taste,
Ahhh
Mo Flamez aims aims ahhh
Yeah
Dirrty Southeast
B m r r r r r
Check
It is what it is nah ya can't blame me
Nah nah nah said ya can't blame me
It
a puff
West coast
From Arizona
Straight to California
Show some love like you listening to Tupac and Dr Dre
Snoop Dogg and Ice cube
Eazy E and cypress hill
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