Lyrics:
Bone, hey nigga where you at though?"
"Hello, my name is Elaine --
and I'll be your tour guide through South Central Los Angeles"
[Ice Cube]
How
never have to eat another spread inside that cube (yeah)
Disregard the suckas talkin' spicy on the tube
Them niggas sick from recent losses, slimey is
lit for a month
A shorty you thick from the front
I'm smokin dabs no blunts
I'm poppin tags for lunch
I'm all for this life and we livin it
Catch
Money on my mind, Busta Rhymes (uh)
Shot out Busta, yeah yes my diamonds custard
(custard)
I'm from the Nawf, not enough, sauce 'em
Line up 'em up, we
shit on the daily as we proceed
Conscious be my guide when I'm walking out the house with no wedding ring
c thin line between love and hate a good
on the Daily as we proceed.
Ok conscience be my guide I’m walking out the house no wedding ring
A thin line between love and hate a good prediction
Damn there I
gets to' back main
Once you drink with us, you won't be the same
The drinkin' club, we can't slow down main
We're gonna drink you all, we got
said, I always wanted to be a ho
I always wanted to be a ho
You just had to find the player that was right for you,
Now you met the Ice baby, and your
track we makin' here some classic shit
Step up to the plate in the stu', I took a crack at it
Bambino of beats, the Barry Bonds of rap
Ice melting on my
it's Ren and for the street it's Villain
Yella boy, why don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy .. my boy .. my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my
We know y'all out to drink 'til y'all throw up
We know y'all sittin' on 20's
We know y'all reppin' your hood
But how many y'all kill
Bounce
[Ice Cube]
Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation
[Nate Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
Na na na na na na na na (oh oh)
Na
the pegs in Lite-Brite
3000 bolts of lightening when fly the right kite
Me and Meth be hennesey, two ice cubes
We can draw (Choose your weapons) or do I
lose
Pay my dues ice Cube is with me
We quite nifty ballers making history
By being quick as 50
You ballers, with daisy champ baby
What's your thing
They
And Allow Me Too Place My Hand On Your Waist
We Can Boogie Till You Conk Out
Faint Like Marie
On The Dance Floor Boppin With Me
Ice Cube And DJ Quik dJ Quik
up
When we come through they'd run it up
We still right here don't fresh your luck
[Ice Cube]
What the hell is Ice Cube talkin about
That's how
the lac til the wheel squeal prescription bottle full of ice cubes
Take a chill pill baby
The Pimp, The Mack, The Player, The Pro. How could I be all
by the liquor store
Cause we ain't takin no shorts, in the 9 scrilla
Say what you want fool I guess I'm a drug dealer
>From the southside
Intro, Ice Cube:
What would you do
If I punked your whole crew?
Would you run like a bitch from me?
Niggaz don't test
Cause we come from the west
[Ice Cube]
Damn, I'm sweatin like a nigga at a white woman funeral
"Lench Mob.."
"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
Huh, break 'em off somethin
the bracelets, don't get blinded by the ice Boo
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper logo look familiar? It's Power (Where is he?)
Yo
Blackboys can finally get they man up
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Ice Cube]
I'm a Blackboy and always gettin' underestimated
But when I move next door, I know
feel me when I bring it, sing it loud (what?)
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Player my style's
Go on let the players play (the hustlers)
(We some money makin' motherfuckers, I know that you love us!)
We puttin' cash over ass, each and every
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