Lyrics:
[Fred] Yeah. This beat here was created in the Hamptons
[Chop] Uughhh!
[Fred] And dropped in Manhattan
[Background:] Hey-o, Hey-o
[Chop] Bad Boy's
count
Cop that, in my Alonso impression, where the rocks at
This a death certificate and I'm Ice Cube in a Sox hat
Said before they invest in me, be
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
pipe her and she pay fo' yo Lac
Fool, you make a lot of money but cha' talk too much
Countin' chickens that ain't there'll get cha' caught in a fuss
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
wonder? Nigga, please
Straight to the crown to the poss of that cheese
Now ya ho try'na holla at me
So much ice every summer I freeze
Let's ball, this
a Raphael lighter
Your dress seems like it's gettin' tighter and tighter
The ice cubes' melt, the heat is felt
The cards' on the table and my deal is dealt
this paper straight
No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal clear
I'm tryin' to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air
one yeah
I feel it
I know y'all like it
Detroit stand up it's the movement
Big shouts out ta my nigga j
Niggas what's up ok
It's ya boy holla at cha
Yea
I woke up feeling mighty good yea I gotta say
Adding ice cube's mantra it was a good day
That I get to see my fam and my life is okay
Is what I
Ice Cube in my nightcap, it was a good day
You heard what the hood say, Logic what you should play
Killin' shit like OJ, I'm rhymin' like old Jay
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
guala (uh)
I just wanna stack my guala (yeah)
No I ain't kidding
Ya boy on a mission to make it by spitting
Man fuck a tuition
Got too much ambition
For
Dre had the back and Eazy had the front
(I'm behind Ice Cube cause that's where the line started)
Bitch gettin' dogged by the doc and N.W.A.
Dogged
he'll be callin by the end of this song
like tasha (hey hey hey)
You know that boy he make me say (hey hey hey)
He make feel some type of way (hey hey
my mellow Eazy E in the house
Yella Boy in the house
My boy Ice Cube
Arabian Prince cold rockin' shit
Oh yeah, hey, I'm a say what's up to my
boy
Follow by the code we don't cosign none the rats boy
Commas I'm thinking commas I want the commas
Drama
You can really get it if you wanna
don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy my boy my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
Won't you tell 'em what your name
(25% of the couples in this country
Are estimated to be in violent relationships)
(Listen to the hit) --> Ice Cube
(That is a fact)
(Listen
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
check came and I still got chills
Hit a 2K lick, I ain't even go pro
Gotta boss LA, now I'm smellin' like goat
Call me Ice Cube baby, way they sit
of making L.A. well respected
Of course with the help of the gang that's Ruthless
Peace to the homies as I do what I mean and
MC Ren is in the house, Ice Cube
[intro]
The westcoast warlord.
Tha grime wizard
Ice cube
Mothafucking head so big they
Call him jack n tha box.
[verse 1]
Ima superhero, like Lou
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