Lyrics:
with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
Fuck a Trump supporter talkin' 'bout law and order
But all you wanna do is go fuck up
an Attitude since fifth grade
I never behave
Rather be a dead man than a live slave
We can say what we like
Put the pressure on 'em
Ice Cube and Killer Mike
Put
can die together
As long as I send your maggot ass to the essence
I don't give a fuck about my presence
I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
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
Oldsmobile
Nah eight, bumpin' Ice Cube
I push rhymes like weight
With nothin' to lose
Still runnin' from the feds in my And 1 shoes
I went from hoppin' fences
the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
I tell you what 'cause I get 'em then I share 'em
I get my ham fucked up then I ?
fuck Charlie Manson
I'll snatch him out his truck
Hit 'em with a brick and I'm dancin'
Mass murderer, natural born killer
And I don't wanna die
I
[Ice Cube]
Check it hoe shut your mouth and get naked
I'm connected plus I'm makin' hit records
So, if you want to win hop in and take a spin
That's
around nigga, I might shoot
Get your ass spint the fuck around like a Hula-hoop
I play the block in a foolish coupe
Ooh, tell 'em, fella; ooh, tell 'em
units, all the way to Vice
They claimin' Ice Cube, ain't nuttin' nice
'Cause I keep hittin', fuck Bill Clinton
No repentin', just representin'
I can
I told you a long time ago you fucking little monkey, not to fuck me
Ayy, ayy, who the fuck you think you talkin' to huh?
(You wanna fuck with me?)
a snack
some Salt And Pepper on a burger.
Ice Cube T
or if you prefer the
taste of honey Kid
ride in my Capri and
that's the joint
they got the real clear
happy
Mr. Cool, damn near mystical
Damn the ice cube
Mr. Count, Mr. Chow
Mr. Come and get your food
Mr. Bruce Leeroy with the kung fu
Mr. Rude, Mr.
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
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
Why y'all complain about OG's?
I don't look at a legend and say you owe me
Not Snoop, not Dre, not Ice Cube
I
A crowd gathered 'round, throwin' punches and elbows
Then his mama arose and recited a poem
Todd's a hip-hop god, fuck rock and roll
Put the baby in
the bass deeper
Attitude like Ice Cube, put you in that cold freezer
A hundred miles of running so I ran a hundred kilometers
Grim Reaper ain't hunting
We push weight with ice cubes in a cup
(America's) most (wanted), police pin it up
(Alize an Henny), thug passion brother what
Potent it get a girl
the strange name
I show no shame
Cause god gave the me the gift of game
Now, who are you?
Mutha fuck you and your crew
You think of drive by's
Nigga I will
fuck Hector
Friday
Friday Part Two
Mike Epps, Ice Cube
This ain't that, to be exact
This the one with DJ Pooh
No, disrespect to the later cast ain't
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
a steam engine
Silence my enemies swift with a clean endin'
The way Tammy looking for somethin' upliftin'
Intoxicated by the blind lust, fuck slippin'
I
outta the sockets
(The ice cream man is comin')
Wu-tang in the cut, for real niggas, what?
It's the after party and bitches wanna fuck
Watch these
Take this dick insert it/
(V1) (0:40-1:19)
I pulled that out bitch out the cooler
I had that bitch on ice/
She wanna ride on my ruler but I don't got
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