Lyrics:
can kill a man
Kickin bitches in the neck like I'm from Japan
Ice Cube cuz I'm all about my Benjamins
And yea I'm all about my peace dont get out
tight shit, man up
Nigga, stand up
Have you forgotten? Have you pickin' cotton, better get the socket
And if you think Ice Cube give a shit about they
Bet I, leave these chips, and a C.L.K.
After I hang plaques in the spot wit Run, D and Jay
[Chorus: x 4]
De warren g à ice cube et snoop d.O. Double g
Le temps de miloude, mej et alexis
Au 116 c'était "sex money money money "
"Bla bla bla", c'est
niggas out there (yeah)
I got my motherfuckin' homeboys in the house(Throwin' up the W)
My nigga Ice Cube, Mack 10 (Throwin' up the W)
Back to set
niggas out there (yeah)
I got my motherfuckin' homeboys in the house(Throwin' up the W)
My nigga Ice Cube, Mack 10 (Throwin' up the W)
Back to set
the damn work
Praise the big 3 man I'm feeling like ice cube
Try to play my team I can't front man you might lose
She might fuck us both then again she might
off my dick and tell yo bitch com here like Ice Cube
He can't do it like I do, Henny straight no Ice Cubes
Catch me at the club bustin' new and old
mobbin' ta dow
From the Bay to L.A. bad boys on a mission ta dow
It's goin' down like Celly Cel, coppers on my coattails
Got bitches lined up from
and that rose and white gold real fly
Brown Louis V wit the green inside, all I see is red, cuz them heels high
Blue check, she verified - she walk by
She said take me home
I don't know, where she from
Out of town, maybe foreign
Like my bag like my sword
Ice cubes hanging from her lobes
I said fuck
get shot by my white dudes
I just tossed a brick and I'm feeling Ice cube
Got yo bitch on dick
And I ain't have to try to
Yo bitch on my dick
they comin runnin over again
runnin over again runnin over again
and the girls they come in runnin over again with that STICKY 24-7
That L.A. sticky
(what can I do, what can I do?)
Ice Cube (what can I do, what can I do?)
What can I do, ooh
(In any country, prison is where society sends it's
S encore première dan
Sur l'rap règne 2 ères calme
Haha, trop nandité j'tire hey comme le GCHQ
Fuck un enfant d'Franc, s o X Malcolm, s
O Ice Cube
J'ai la
they kids
and be so old that I can't even lift my eyelids
I want to live to see the lights of the Goodyear blimp
It's gone Ice Cube's a bitch
crushed wit bleadin lips
Bet I, leave these chips, and a C.L.K.
After I hang plaques in the spot wit Run, D and Jay
[Chorus 4X]
Really, I'm like O'Dawg, Ice Cube with the chain
Niggas think I'm bipolar cause my mood it a change
Quick to shoot this blick, nigga, don't become my pick,
was ok)
Life is neva fair
(yea)
I hit the block wit the all black, plus the windows tinted,
Uzi nine mill was concealed by the hoodie linen
(la, la, la
Still bumpin' Eazy E and Ice Cube they complain 'bout the blarin'
They see a vato like me cross the street they call the siren
I just got to be real like
switch Rentals every three days fuck riding tags wit 30 days
Can't match my face to a whip dry cook we water whip
Dope boys ain't taking no L's unless it's
ghostly and Gastly like Emily
What's up Em? Remember when I used to uh, get drunk in your basement?
Ay what's up L.P. I see you... Glover what's up girl?
scratch this
The ice cube link you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's
was only appraised at forty-two
Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude
of people, who
delightful
Shorty on my drip
And my neck all ice cubes
Hotboi Kidd got her
Boilin' like da pipe room
She can pick da tool
When we get up in da pipe room
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