Lyrics:
Ice Cube shit, fuck the po-po
No, Ice Ts, Coco logo for that bobo
So road, roll on the low low
I know most won't pose for the photo
Boardroom full
you know she a 10
Backback boyz white guav in the spliff
If I up that chop, slim chance I miss
Me and the bros go back like sour and piff
Even though we
Prayin ts don't end
Fuckin like she popped a ten
Fuckin like she want revenge
Prolly why she back again I'm just saying
She know where to go when she need
your ass fallin out of the apron
We be makin love on the side of the road
in the back of the Maybach, the curtain is closed
You know how it go, we be
enough)
Forty large on a plain Jane
That's not a bluff (That’s not a bluff)
Top off in a light rain, don't put it up
(Don't put it up)
Thirty cars
Still
"You go bustin' your fist against a stone wall,
you're not usin' your brain. That's what the white man wants you to do.
Look at you! What makes
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
to drop bombs on the first person who had a nice suit and a watch on
I spot John, white collar worker and clean cut
Walked up to him, he's like, "What?",
twice
Where to go, I don't even know
Only big white lies to get by 'cause
I don't wanna make you cry, stay here by my side
Only big white lies
fucking with them white girls
But I done made so much money of that white girl
Go white girl
Go white girl
Go white girl
See what them Nigga's went
Guilty
Looking at the drills sergeants kill rate
Kill me
I hate what the Angel City gives me
Filthy
White tiles filled with blood cause they kill dreams
care you gotta dip
You gotta leave
Hit nappy chef when i be on the east
Stamina go up when im off the trees
All through the summer im rockin white Ts
But I feel like forty six
Try to be responsible
I gotta feed my kids
System on my back
No matter how I try to fight
It's really plain and simple
bitch don't ever test me, ho
If I fucked up once, you fucked up twice, so ho, you gotta go
Listen deep, this pimpin' really quick before I split your
won't be on my team
She could cheerlead
Shit, like "Go, Wayne, go!"
Ice on a white tee, I make a snow angel
Y'all niggas squares, but ain't got no angle
tryna block my jumper
First place please get up off my bumper
You don't got cheese over here we got a bunch
All white sheets all across my covers
Plain
get's them no-one knows
They go to parties to steal the show
By talking really loud 'n try to tell you what they know
But...
I like, when they talk
Uh
Finna see Mill like Meek’
Still spittin heat I let it
Spray like Shotgun pellets
Ts brought the packs & potions
Now I’m feelin Hazey he’s
Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank
our clan it was too valuable
And here I go for a fact
Tigi digi dack on the horses back
No stepping back the past is black
I'm taking what was mine this
love’s been feigned
But we can’t go back
No we can’t go back
We can’t just go
Back to the way it was
White spring flowers by waterfalls
Big creek running
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