Lyrics:
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called
and the stardom
Oh, now what's the remedy on all ties
Spit 16 bars, the streets want more fire, see
Hook:
Mega & Jim Jones:
Jim Jones:
You with me, then clap
Ridin' by, drivin' high
Me and all the hommies smokin'
Dumpin' if you chokin' smokin'
Smoke slow when they hit you
Caught you might pass out
Look
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
in with the pimps and them
It's similar to O-Town, in the Southern Peninsula (wheel the sound)
Pretty city, skyscrapers'll fool you, look through
got me
No you won't ever find me downloading porn
Just Haggard and Jones, Limp Bizkit and Korn
And I could use some Brooks and Dunn
So Fire up
anything can happen
(Just for talking that shit)
Now watch us go platinum
(And keep talking that shit)
By the time it sets in I be a veteran
Setting
my bag
I make it look easy (Ohh)
Yeah It's Q and Juss Jones in the mix
We some doggy dog niggas gave a bone to a bitch
Said fuck the po we in a jam
froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin'
Just throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
and dont lose focus
Smoking
Hotter than the sun
Run forest run
Debauchery in paradise
Don't look now their telling lies
You have been incentivized
To hate
I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me
And now it's been ten years
I'm still wondering who to be
And I love to mix in circles,
his check
Or go out like Ye and lose it all by respect (yeah)
Now how you want to play it? 'Cause it's all in the game
You motherfuckers saw what
you at? I need your help!
This mix-up's wild
Has us caught in a yelp
Facts and fiction
All just thrown in a blend
Identification police
Come on, on you
of doors
Man, you're big enough to be an athlete so
You ever play any sports?
Just a little figure skating
Why don't you come up to the house and
Play some
Myers, start up fires, I'm a scar hard
Thinkin I be wimpy, I just simply rip em far apart
Ansaars in New York, I know that you know that you are God
This
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that ut-slay itch-bay
Uck-say my ick-day, 'scuse my ig-pay atin-lay
But uck-fay you ig-pay
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that ut-slay itch-bay
Uck-say my ick-day, 'scuse my ig-pay atin-lay
But uck-fay you ig-pay
Doctor: You had a sex dram about
Your maid? Is she cute?
Dita: She's not cute in fact I just fired her
Doctor: Did you fire her
Becausе of the dream?
Dita:
make y'all wanna come get me
But look here, I work hard for all the things I got
And to hang with a n****s just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed,
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
Wait, before I lose that number
Somebody in the crew might want to talk to her
Ayo
I see you starin' in my face
You look real sexual
I like the way you
you step just like a camper
I pass, the popcorn, the mix I drop on the mic
gon', have you hummin my song, all the way home
It's cool and as long,
Wake and stop its just the begining
You ain't never gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do
[Verse Three: T.I.]
Now, e'rybody wanna be the king
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