Lyrics:
it
This is portable, something to fuck with your ear
Ren and Dre will appear when the sound is clear
To fuck it up like we always do, and that's
featuring Ice Cube
Mm, mm, mm
WC:
Aw Yeah
I'm wit this
It's me, the shadiest one
(Dub, callin' all dubs)
Ice
ain’t see no smoke
Today we up
But Yesterday we was dead broke
This shone text me 123
Quey I need that
Gotta saved as her 456
Cause her head crack
So I
Hell yeah! The Almighty E-A-Ski
I got my niggas MC Ren and Ice Cube on that Rebel Music
Look at The Vill twenty-twenty
Weak ass niggas done fucked
Cube in the house from the motherfuckin'
Lench Mob (what's up, nigga?), and yo Ice Cube, I heard you're a singer now
Man what's up? Yo, yo
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
Gotta quit while we're ahead
No more tears are gonna shed
Broke up Tuesday, called back Wednesday
Fucked up Thursday, Said by Friday
Thought about
baby mama
When she meet Ice Cube tell her save the drama
Yo Cube, I'm goin' have all da bitches here
You ain't got to lie ta kick it
Yo man
'cause I'm probably more like nelson mandela than martin luther
More like ice t than ice cube, I'm a cop killer
Murder all the cops, then the cops will
Man, I'm outta cream, man
Get your ice cream, ice cream
Not Ice-T not Ice Cube, ice cream
Thangs, half thangs
QP's, zippers, what ever you need
This is strictly motivation for my niggas
Pain is motivation on the path to make it bigger
We gon make it, we gon make it
Focused on the mission
just ran out
(My ice cubes just ran out)
Ice cubes hit my bedroom floor
Cleaning up your love's a chore
Tell me lies then ask what for, what for?
I'll
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
Never let em count you out
Never giving up, keep fighting
Gotta show em just what you got
Though we had enough we survived it
So never let em count
she won't say 'hi'
Are you the kind that think you're too damn fly?
Bitch eat shit and die
Ice Cube coming at you at a crazy pitch
(Why?) I think
[Master P (Cube)]
I'm ready
(Ay yo P What's crackin' nigga?)
I'm tryin' to get my roll on Cube.
(So where we headed?)
The Player's Club fool. You
Master P (Cube)
I'm ready
(Ay yo P What's crackin' nigga?)
I'm tryin' to get my roll on Cube.
(So where we headed?)
The Player's Club fool. You 'Bout
like Michael
No typo, I said I was Michael
Gambling my future on the heat of an ice cube
But zoom it back, ooh, freeze is unlike you
Bleeding insightful,
youth of the ghettos
And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremely alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
This your boy, Trick Trick (Trick Trick, Detroit)
I got my dawg Ice Cube in this motherfucker (Lench Mob)
I got my dawg Lil
sneaks got jacked straight from the lockers
I was upset for how hard you worked to be a perfect father
Clad in Laker's gear, ice cube, are we there yet?
I
blood
brotha It don't get easy as we go, it's gonna get
harder I'm very thankful for my blessings cause I had nada
That boy he claim me he want challenge
side
Had to do a walk-by
Walked up on then popped him up
Watched that fuckin'' clown die
Bitch, don't try to play me
Or you'll push up daisies
Baby
Fly
I just want to see them fly
Fell my thoughts and hopes as they breezes by
I feel it griping slipping from my eyes
Imma let this tear fall tell it
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