Lyrics:
come out with cash
(Were you slick?)
Yeah, you gotta be cunnin'
Told Ice Cube to leave the car runnin'
Walked in, said: "This is a robbery"
Didn't
a glockenspiel I want an ice-cube tray
We'd like it rusty, dusty, busted, bent or old
'Cause one gal's garbage is another gal's gold
[Chorus x2]
Come
on the microphone
I'm blasting lyrics through your dome, all through your home
But like Ice Cube said, once again it's on
I won't bite though just to write a funky
owning the game
I might just pulled up
Your bitch in my lane
Do what I like I don't
Care about yo claims
Swag on the line
Got ice on my name
Swinging
Clutch
They saying is that c sox from Vietnam
That nigga drangous (Oh nooooo)
My Brazy life in the truck (YG)
Hell yeah I keep the pistol tuck (Ice Cube
[Intro: Phil Da Agony]
For all my Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast
when it come to them words
You know I wear shit out
I write rhymes like white lines
On the nose tray
Ice cold, Ice Cube flow like O'Shea
Riding shot gun
no playing with a full deck
[Chorus: x2 Ice Cube]
Lord please, murder my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a thousand degrees
And lord please let me make
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
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
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
Rude
Sample anything I like and never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
It's true I broke the old
I like and never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
It's true I'm from the old school
Where
by, in the whip, no lie
Didn't need no wheel cause the shit so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need oxygen
I'm so
Like Ice Cube back in Inglewood
You got me fucked up and misunderstood
If you try to stop me from living great
Every moment that you try to waste
Is
Eazy
Fuck Compton...
(Why you dissing Eazy?)
'Cause the boy ain't shit
Chew him with tobacco, an' spit him in shit
I crush Ice Cube, I'm cool wit Ice
And hell was just an ice cube melting off on the ground.
And the bold caught down for to do the hoodoo hoedown
And the bold caught down for to do
can't tell I'm high
And you can't tell I'm high
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
I got my locs on welcome to the terror dome
I got them carrots on givin' off
game
I'm just lookin for attention by callin ya name
[J-Zone talkin]
Hehe, aiiyo Kobe don't think I forgot about you dog
Up there rappin with Brian
back, before Nasir would explore a career in rap
As a music dude, I mastered this Rubik's Cube
Godzilla, fought Gargantua, eyes glued to the tube
Was a,
Where the machine ate my quarters and detergent and spun my sheets cool and dry
Sucking on ice cubes at night
The smell of Tic-Tacs wafting through
ways
Bold of you to not say that I'm the male Beyonce
This whole globe is my stage, I came home to Fridays
That's Ice Cubes on cubes in my Seattle
over to the island of Jersey, followed by a swift little airplane ride 3000 kilometres due...east of
ah...well no, no, got that wrong, due west
bust
Top Gun, move bright, smooth as Ice, sex and dust
Ante up the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your neck of the woods
I'm 15 blocks deep in
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