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Famous quotes by Ice Cube:

"It will force people to challenge themselves and really examine where we stand in terms of race."

"Snoop is the Phil Jackson of youth football coaches. He ain't going to accept nothing but a winner."

"Turn Off The Radio"

"We wanted to be true to what a barbershop is, so every headline we could grab between the first 'Barbershop' and the second was in there,"

"It was just funny to me that some of our leaders would take that much time and energy to dismiss something that was loved by so many of our people,"

"XXX: State of the Union."

"I like to deal with things I heard about, ... People are always getting their house broken into around the holidays. That's when the crime rate goes up."

"Are We There Yet?"

"When you are cold, surrender"

"We come from the days when rap used to agitate the mainstream. Now it's more buddy-buddy. That doesn't sit well with me. So what we need is [a bit more] street politics, bringing up issues, agitating you a little bit. And nothing can agitate you more now than a terrorist threat."

"I was a very interested arts student, I was always into that part of school and when I got into high school I went into architectural drafting. It gave me an understanding of how to build things and it's really helped me put things in perspective. With my music and my movies, to me it's all art."

"I'm trying to cut down a little on eating, on sodium, keep my blood pressure down, which is tough. Because I love food! I do, but it's unfair how everything that's bad for you tastes so good, and all the good stuff, veggies and green things, doesn't match up."

"Music has done a lot to enhance the emotions of sports. It's played in arenas. Whenever there is footage cut together they're always using music. And it goes together, you know."

"Truth is the ultimate power. When the truth comes around, all the lies have to run and hide."

"You don't wanna mess up what you've done. It's like Jordan coming back: You're scared to mess up the legacy."

"Sports without music, it's nothing but a game. Music adds the emotion."

"I never was in the Nation of Islam... I mean, what I call myself is a natural Muslim, 'cause it's just me and God."

"The best thing I've done with my money is buy a house for my family. You wake up to a house you love and you feel like somebody."

"I wake up at 5:30, 6 in the morning, but don't head into the office right away. I like to hang out with my wife, talk about things, get some coffee, you know."

"Rap is always evolving. It's easy for the old school to hate the new school, but it's a music that got a little stifled I think, by the Internet a little bit."

Ice Cube - Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It (Official Video)

Duration: 5:26
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

New video for 2008 for Ice Cube's street single called Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It. This is an uncensored version off of myspacetv.

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Ice Cube - Sic Them Youngins On 'Em (Official Video)

Duration: 5:08
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

2014 Lench Mob Inc. © Download the single now on: iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/k2rglpt Google: http://tinyurl.com/lb2t4wf Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/l6phfbj __...

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Ice Cube, Kevin Hart, and Conan Share A Lyft Car

Duration: 9:33
Updated: 12 Dec 2013

CONAN Highlight: The stars of "Ride Along" teach Conan how to roll around Hollywood. Get "Ride Along" on Blu-ray™ @ http://ridealong.com Team Coco is the official YouTube channel of late night host Conan O'Brien, CONAN on TBS & TeamCoco.com. Subscribe now to be updated on the latest videos: http://bit.ly/W5wt5D For Full Episodes of CONAN on TBS, visit http://teamcoco.com/video Get Social With Team Coco: On Facebook: ‪https://www.facebook.com/TeamCoco‬ On Google+: https://plus.google.com/+TeamCoco/ On Twitter: http://twitter.com/TeamCoco On Tumblr: http://teamcoco.tumblr.com On YouTube: http://youtube.com/teamcoco Follow Conan O'Brien on Twitter: http://twitter.com/ConanOBrien

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Ice Cube - Drop Girl ft. Redfoo, 2 Chainz

Duration: 3:00
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

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Ice Cube Says Nice Things Angrily

Duration: 2:37
Updated: 13 Jun 2014

Rapper and Actor Ice Cube is known for having a pretty intense demeanor. He's very good at delivering angry lines, so Jimmy was wondering if Ice Cube could say even the most adorable things in an angry way. It turns out he can. SUBSCRIBE to get the latest #KIMMEL: http://bit.ly/JKLSubscribe Watch the latest Mean Tweets: http://bit.ly/KimmelMeanTweets Connect with Jimmy Kimmel Live Online: Visit the Jimmy Kimmel Live WEBSITE: http://bit.ly/JKLWebsite Like Jimmy Kimmel Live on FACEBOOK: http://bit.ly/JKLFacebook Follow Jimmy Kimmel Live on TWITTER: http://bit.ly/JKLTwitter Follow Jimmy Kimmel Live on INSTAGRAM: http://bit.ly/JKLInstagram About Jimmy Kimmel Live: Jimmy Kimmel serves as host and executive producer of Emmy nominated "Jimmy Kimmel Live," ABC's late-night talk show. "Jimmy Kimmel Live" is well known for its huge viral video successes with 1.5 billion views on YouTube alone. Some of Kimmel's most popular comedy bits include - Mean Tweets, Lie Witness News, Jimmy's Twerk Fail Prank, Unnecessary Censorship, YouTube Challenge, The Baby Bachelor, Movie: The Movie, Handsome Men's Club, Jimmy Kimmel Lie Detective and music videos like "I (Wanna) Channing All Over Your Tatum" and a Blurred Lines parody with Robin Thicke, Pharrell, Jimmy and his security guard Guillermo. Now in its eleventh season, Kimmel's guests have included: Johnny Depp, Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise, Halle Berry, Harrison Ford, Jennifer Aniston, Will Ferrell, Katy Perry, Tom Hanks, Scarlett Johansson, Channing Tatum, George Clooney, Larry David, Charlize Theron, Mark Wahlberg, Kobe Bryant, Steve Carell, Hugh Jackman, Kristen Wiig, Jeff Bridges, Jennifer Garner, Ryan Gosling, Bryan Cranston, Jamie Foxx, Amy Poehler, Ben Affleck, Robert Downey Jr., Jake Gyllenhaal, Oprah, and unfortunately Matt Damon. Ice Cube Says Nice Things Angrily http://youtu.be/Zi_k7H43Y-M

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Pick-Up Lines with Ice Cube

Duration: 3:14
Updated: 06 Oct 2014

Ellen and Ice Cube played an old game with a new spin. Who had the best pick-up line? Find out!

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Ice Cube - Raw Footage [ FULL ALBUM - ALBUM COMPLETO ]

Duration: 64:43
Updated: 10 Feb 2013

INSCREVA-SE/Join - TRACKLIST \/ ====================================== Descrição: Raw Footage (em português: Material Bruto) é o oitavo álbum de estúdio do rapper Ice Cube, lançado pela sua própria gravadora, a Lench Mob Records, em 19 de Agosto de 2008. O primeiro single, "Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It", foi lançado com um Videoclipe que aparece na sua página do MySpace em 3 de Janeiro de 2008. Também foi lançado através do iTunes Store em 12 de fevereiro de 2008. O segundo single é "Do Ya Thang", Cube também lançou i video clipe dessa música. O terceiro single é "Why Me". Convidados do álbum são The Game, Butch Cassidy, Musiq Soulchild, Young Jeezy e WC. O álbum é o seu maior esforço político desde The Predator lançado mais de uma década antes. Faixas/Tracks: 01. (00:00:00) What Is a Pyroclastic Flow? Ft. Keith David 02. (00:00:55) I Got My Locs On Ft. Young Jeezy 03. (00:04:37) It Takes a Nation 04. (00:08:04) Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It 05. (00:12:44) Hood Mentality Ft. Keith David (Intro) 06. (00:17:55) Why Me Ft. Musiq Soulchild 07. (00:21:56) Cold Places 08. (00:26:13) Jack N the Box Ft. Keith David (intro) 09. (00:30:33) Do Ya Thang 10. (00:34:37) Thank God 11. (00:40:06) Here He Come Ft. Doughboy 12. (00:44:39) Get Money, Spend Money, No Money 13. (00:48:47) Get Use to It Ft. WC, The Game And Keith David 14. (00:53:12) Tomorrow 15. (00:56:53) Stand Tall 16. (01:00:39) Take Me Away Ft. Butch Cassidy

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Ice Cube - Check Yo Self

Duration: 5:29
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Music video by Ice Cube performing Check Yo Self (Remix).

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Ice Cube Is Annoyed By Kevin Hart

Duration: 2:08
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

CONAN Highlight: Kevin always tries his best to get Cube to break, but Cube is too much of a professional to do that. More CONAN @ http://teamcoco.com/video ...

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Ice Cube - Death certificate [FULL ALBUM] (1991)

Duration: 61:16
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Ice Cube - Death certificate [FULL ALBUM] (1991) TRACKLIST: 1. 0:00 The Funeral (intro) 2. 1:37 The Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit 3. 4:26 My Summer Vacation 4. 8:2...

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Ice Cube ft.Snoop Dogg & Lil Jon - Go To Church (Dirty) (Official Video) HD

Duration: 4:01
Updated: 28 Jul 2013

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Ice Cube [ Greatest Hits ] --((HQ))-- {2001} FULL ALBUM

Duration: 68:15
Updated: 02 Sep 2014

Pushin' Weight (feat. Mr. Short Khop) 0:00 Check Yo Self (feat. Das EFX) [Remix] 4:36 We Be Clubbin' 8:53 $100 Dollar Bill Ya'll 13:41 Once Upon A Time In Th...

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Ice Cube - Sasquatch

Duration: 4:02
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Download "Sasquatch" now on: iTunes - http://smarturl.it/SasquatchiTunes Google - http://smarturl.it/SasquatchGoogle Amazon - http://smarturl.it/SasquatchAma...

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Ice Cube on the MTV Movie Awards

Duration: 4:45
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

When he sat down with Ellen, he addressed the events of the MTV Movie Awards that had people talking.

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Jonah Hill Reveals the Secret to Making Ice Cube Laugh

Duration: 3:10
Updated: 04 Jun 2014

Jimmy talks to Jonah Hill about working with rapper Ice Cube on the Jump Street movies. Subscribe NOW to The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon: http://bit.ly/1nwT1aN Watch The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon Weeknights 11:35/10:35c Get more Jimmy Fallon: Follow Jimmy: http://Twitter.com/JimmyFallon Like Jimmy: https://Facebook.com/JimmyFallon Get more The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon: Follow The Tonight Show: http://Twitter.com/FallonTonight Like The Tonight Show: https://Facebook.com/FallonTonight The Tonight Show Tumblr: http://fallontonight.tumblr.com/ Get more NBC: NBC YouTube: http://bit.ly/1dM1qBH Like NBC: http://Facebook.com/NBC Follow NBC: http://Twitter.com/NBC NBC Tumblr: http://nbctv.tumblr.com/ NBC Google+: https://plus.google.com/+NBC/posts The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon features hilarious highlights from the show including: comedy sketches, music parodies, celebrity interviews, ridiculous games, and, of course, Jimmy's Thank You Notes and hashtags! You'll also find behind the scenes videos and other great web exclusives. Jonah Hill Reveals the Secret to Making Ice Cube Laugh http://www.youtube.com/fallontonight

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Ice Cube - No Vaseline (N.W.A Diss)

Duration: 5:14
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

A homemade video from my microsoft moviemaker days. The track is none the less one of the best diss tracks of all time. Enjoy!

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Ice Cube - Do Ya Thang [ Official Music Video Clip ]

Duration: 4:05
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

a re-upload of the official music clip for ice cubes song 'do ya thang' on his new album 'raw footage', with fixed audio.

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Ice Cube - Why We Thugs

Duration: 3:54
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Ice Cube - Why We Thugs.

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Ice Cube Reveals Top 3 Greatest MCs, Kicks a Freestyle & Explains Why Movies Generate More Income

Duration: 18:44
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Hip hop artist, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director, Ice Cube, stopped by Sway in the Morning to promote his new movie, Ride Al...

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Ice Cube - Today Was A Good Day

Duration: 4:21
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

The song 'Today Was A Good Day' performed by Ice Cube. EDIT: 10000 views: 23/09/08 EDIT #2: 650000 views: 21/12/09 EDIT #3: 2720142 views: 16/12/2010 EDI...

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3-D Happy Ice Cube / Happy Jello Tutorial (Rainbow Loom)

Duration: 32:04
Updated: 13 Oct 2014

Copyright© 2014@craftingfantastic This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, rerecorded, remade or redistributed without permission. BLOG: http://craftingfantastic.blogspot.com FACEBOOK: https://facebook.com/feelinspiffy INSTAGRAM: http://instagram.com/craftingfantastic The super cute Happy Ice Cube or Happy Jello is sure to be a quick and delicious treat! I love how it turned out nice an boxy but is still a growing up design! It will hopefully be a quick loom for you to complete too! This is not the same banding as my Happy Marshmallow either, lol. I hope you enjoy! Band Requirements: Cube: 220 Eyes & Mouth: 1-3 (depends if you use 7mm beads for eyes) Cheeks: 2

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Ice Cube - Laugh Now Cry Later [Full Album]

Duration: 64:50
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Like, Share & Subscribe !! 1. Definition of a West Coast G' (Intro) 2. Why We Thugs 3.Smoke Some Weed 4.Dimes & Nicks (A Call from Mike Epps) 5. Child Suppor...

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The Many Faces Of Ice Cube

Duration: 4:20
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Ice Cube is a master thespian whose expressions run the gamut from terror to delight to ecstasy. More CONAN @ http://teamcoco.com/video Team Coco is the offi...

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ICE CUBE WOODSTOCK 99 1999 FULL CONCERT DVD QUALITY 2013

Duration: 37:37
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

ICE CUBE WOODSTOCK 99 1999 FULL CONCERT DVD QUALITY 2013 + BONUS https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHNJn74zgD4 3RD BASS WOODSTOCK 99 DVD https://www.youtube.co...

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Eminem, Dr.Dre, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube - The Up In Smoke Tour Live 2000

Duration: 119:46
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Eminem, Dr.Dre, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube - The Up In Smoke Tour Live 2000. (C) Eminem Exclusive.

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Ice Cube live @ 04-09-2011, M.I.R. Festival, Moscow, Russia

Duration: 61:21
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Ice Cube live @ M.I.R. Festival 04-09-2011, Moscow, Russia.

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Ice Cube feat Xzibit, W.C. & Lil' Jon - Medley(live)

Duration: 5:16
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Ice Cube ft. Xzibit, W.C. & Lil' Jon - Check Yo Self, Today Was a Good Day, Why We Thug, Go To Chuch(live)

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N.W.A. Dr Dre,Ice Cube ft Snoop Dogg & Eminem Mc Ren Live BET Awards 2000

Duration: 7:01
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

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Ice Cube - Gathering Of The Juggalos 2011 Full Set

Duration: 65:12
Updated: 30 Aug 2014

Ice Cube - Gathering Of The Juggalos 2011 Full Set.

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Ice Cube & Musiq Soulchild - Why Me & It Was A Good Day Live At BET Hip Hop Awards 2008

Duration: 4:16
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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ICE CUBE - Straight Outta Compton (live) @ M.I.R. Festival 04-09-2011

Duration: 2:43
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Ice Cube - Medley Live at BET 2006 (Check Yourself & Gangsta Nation & Why We Thugs)

Duration: 6:34
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Ice Cube - Performs "It Was A Good Day" (Live)

Duration: 4:27
Updated: 01 Sep 2014

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ICE CUBE Live @ Atlanta Coors Search For The Coolest

Duration: 13:27
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

http://coast2coastrapp.com Ice Cube performed his great hits for the crowed and blow us away with Old School Gangsta Rap.. One of the God Fathers of Gangster...

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Ice Cube - Up In Smoke + Crip_Walk

Duration: 2:48
Updated: 16 Jul 2013

Ice Cube Up In Smoke Tour 2001.

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Ice Cube - You Can Do It - Live Version

Duration: 2:38
Updated: 14 Jul 2013

See Music Videos http://www.bvmtv.com/ that you CAN'T See on You Tube! even some X RATED music videos! +Live Chat and Embed video codes. O'Shea Jackson (born...

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Korn - Children of the Korn/Wicked Feat Ice Cube (Live At UNO Lakefront Arena 1998)

Duration: 4:56
Updated: 30 Aug 2014

Live At UNO Lakefront Arena Family Values Tour 18-10-1998.

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Ice Cube - Why We Thugs (HD) (Live)

Duration: 3:52
Updated: 02 Sep 2014

Ice Cube - Why We Thugs (HD) (Live)

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Ice Cube - It Was a Good Day (Live) (06-12-2013)

Duration: 5:17
Updated: 22 Jul 2014

Ice Cube performs "It Was a Good Day" as part of the Kings of the Mic Tour held at the Modell Performing Arts Center at the Lyric in Baltimore, Maryland on W...

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Ice Cube and MC Ren - Hello (Live)

Duration: 2:55
Updated: 29 Aug 2014

Music video by Ice Cube and MC Ren performing Hello.

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Ice Cube I Rep That West Lopez Tonight Live

Duration: 3:04
Updated: 03 Sep 2014

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Ice Cube 'It Was a Good Day' - Beats Music Launch

Duration: 4:15
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Ice Cube performed "It Was a Good Day" as a part of the Beats Music Launch Party -- "The Live 90s Hip-Hop Playlist." To unlock the full stream feat. Dr. Dre,...

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Ice Cube ft. MC Ren - Hello( Live From Up In Smoke Tour HD)

Duration: 4:28
Updated: 27 Jul 2013

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ice cube - fuck the police (live)

Duration: 2:27
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

ice cube - fuck the police (live)

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Ice Cube - Why We Thugs (Live Autorox) By Vianissa06

Duration: 3:00
Updated: 10 Aug 2013

Ice Cube - Why We Thugs (Live Autorox)

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Ice Cube Full Interview on Ellen

Duration: 4:30
Updated: 21 Apr 2014

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Ice Cube Interview at The Breakfast Club Power 105.1

Duration: 21:18
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Ice Cube-Talks Eazy-E & Leaving N.W.A.

Duration: 13:57
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

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Kevin Hart and Ice Cube talk 'Ride Along' and tough grandmas

Duration: 10:39
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

The actors talk to RedEye's Matt Pais about meeting their girlfriend's families, Cube's imagined stand-up career and talking kids out of eating junk food.

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Kevin Hart & Ice Cube Talk About Sexting | Hilarious Interview

Duration: 2:40
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Kevin Hart & Ice Cube have an interview with Steve Harvey about how Kevin Hart & Ice Cube do their own stunts. Kevin Hart also talk about his first and only ...

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Ice Cube Interview: Tasing Jonah Hill's Nuts In "22 Jump Street"

Duration: 5:25
Updated: 23 Aug 2014

Ice Cube joins us along with directors Phil Lord & Christopher Miller to talk about "22 Jump Street." Ice Cube dishes on how he ACTUALLY feels about cops now...

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The Mo'Nique Show - Interview with Ice Cube

Duration: 12:46
Updated: 23 Aug 2014

Mo'Nique sits down and talks with American hip-hop artist, record producer, actor, screenwriter, executive producer, film producer and director Ice Cube. Ice...

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Dr. Dre & Ice Cube Interview (1994)

Duration: 7:43
Updated: 01 Sep 2014

Dr. Dre and Ice Cube intrerview about Natural Born KIillaz and Helter Skelter album.

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"Ice Cube" On The Jonathan Ross Show Series 6 Ep 9.1 March 2014 Part 4/5

Duration: 9:49
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

His Guests Include: Ice Cube Dara Ó Briain Kristin Davis Claudia Schiffer & Part 1 http://youtu.be/6o-dh41B3gI Part 2 http://youtu.be/5iJPK6rMnMY Part 3 http...

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Ice Cube Taught His Kids When To Swear

Duration: 2:30
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Cube calls himself the coolest dad in America. Can anyone disagree? More CONAN @ http://teamcoco.com/video Team Coco is the official YouTube channel of late ...

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How to Be Cool with ICE CUBE & KEVIN HART (Ride Along) : Black Nerd

Duration: 5:55
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Ice Cube & Kevin Hart talk gaming & give Black Nerd cool tips. Black Nerd Ride Along Red Carpet: http://youtu.be/GjOHyJfEHCY SUBSCRIBE! Join the Black Nerd C...

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Ice Cube Interview/Freestyle - Reveals Top 3 Greatest MCs & Why Movies Generate More Income!

Duration: 18:44
Updated: 17 Jan 2014

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Ice Cube Interview - Rap City 1994

Duration: 14:02
Updated: 24 Jan 2013

Interview with Ice Cube from December 1994. Aired on BET Rap City with host Joe Clair.

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The '90s: Interview Outtakes: Ice Cube

Duration: 2:02
Updated: 30 Jun 2014

Ice Cube discusses the origins of gangster rap and how it evolved into pop culture. THE '90s: THE LAST GREAT DECADE?: A THREE NIGHT EVENT STARTS SUNDAY JULY 6 at 9P.

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THE N.W.A. BEEFS part 1 N.W.A. vs. ICE CUBE - Video Dailymotion.mp4

Duration: 8:54
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

THE N.W.A. BEEFS part 1 N.W.A. vs. ICE CUBE Catch part 2 here http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x655cx_the-n-w-a-beefs-part-2-dr-dre-vs-ea_music.

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Ice Cube and Kevin Hart Interview - Ride Along

Duration: 6:40
Updated: 26 Feb 2014

Stefan Pape from HeyUGuys interviews actors and comedians / rappers Ice Cube and Kevin Hart for their movie Ride Along which was riding along at the top of the box office in the US for three weeks. Ride Along stars Kevin Hart, John Leguizamo, Ice Cube, Tika Sumpter, Bryan Callen, Bruce McGill and Laurence Fishburne. Synopsis: Fast-talking security guard Ben joins his cop brother-in-law James on a 24-hour patrol of Atlanta in order to prove himself worthy of marrying Angela, James' sister.

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Ice Cube, Snoop Dogg, Ice T (Interview) - 2012

Duration: 6:34
Updated: 23 Feb 2013

Art of rap, all rights to the original owner, Coming June 15 - 12 Ice-T takes us on an intimate journey into the heart and soul of hip-hop with the legends of rap music. This goes beyond the stardom and the bling to explore what goes on inside the minds, and erupts from the lips, of the grandmasters of rap. Recognized as the godfather of Gangsta rap, Ice-T is granted unparalleled access to the personal lives of the masters of this art form that he credits for saving his life. 2012, 2013

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ICE CUBE INTERVIEW (In His Office Chair *VERY RARE*)

Duration: 10:43
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

An exclusive sit down interview with the West Coast Warlord himself, Ice Cube at his desk, while he plays with an iPad. Enjoy Cube close up & personal as he ...

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Ice Cube on the New NWA Movie on The Queen Latifah Show

Duration: 2:06
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Ice Cube talks about the new NWA movie going into production on The Queen Latifah Show SUBSCRIBE: http://bit.ly/QLsubscribe About Queen Latifah: Queen Latifa...

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Let's Play Minecraft - Episode 101 - Ice Cube

Duration: 30:46
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

After over a year of arduous building in Minecraft, the AH crew get to play Let's Play in Minecraft "Ice Cube!" RT Store: http://roosterteeth.com/store/ Roos...

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Ice Cube Greatest Hits (Full Album) - The Best Of Ice Cube

Duration: 85:00
Updated: 10 Sep 2014

Ice Cube Greatest Hits (Full Album) - The Best Of Ice Cube Best Songs Of Ice Cube Tracklist: 1. 00:00 It Was a Good Day 2. 04:21 Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It 3. 09:02 You Know How We Do It 4. 12:52 Hello 5. 16:43 No Vaseline 6. 21:57 Why We Thugs 7. 25:46 Check Yo Self 8. 29:29 Go to Church 9. 33:21 Once Upon a Time In The Projects 10. 37:02 Ghetto Bird 11. 40:53 Smoke Some Weed 12. 44:49 Wicked 13. 48:36 True to the Game 14. 52:47 Friday 15. 56:35 Amerikka's Most Wanted 16. 1:00:39 Until We Rich 17. 1:04:54 A Gangsta's Fairytale 18. 1:07:55 You Can Do It 19. 1:12:14 I Rep That West 20. 1:16:06 Ghetto Vet Ice Cube Greatest Hits Full Album Ice Cube Collection Ice Cube Full Album

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ICE CUBE:The Predator Album[HD]

Duration: 72:21
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

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ICE CUBE RAW FOOTAGE (FULL ALBUM) 2008

Duration: 64:44
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

2008 Lench Mob © Tracks: 01. (00:00:00) What Is a Pyroclastic Flow? Ft. Keith David 02. (00:00:55) I Got My Locs On Ft. Young Jeezy 03. (00:04:37) It Takes a...

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Ice Cube War & Peace Vol 1 The War Disc Full Album HD

Duration: 70:29
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

1. "Ask About Me" 2. "Pushin' Weight" 3. "Dr. Frankenstein" 4. "Fuck Dying" 5. "War & Peace" 6. "Ghetto Vet" 7. "Greed" 8. "MP" (Skit) 9. "Cash Over Ass" 10....

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ICE CUBE vs DJ WHOO KID and T.I. on the WHOOLYWOOD SHUFFLE

Duration: 25:53
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

ICE CUBE speaks on the new NWA movie , DR Dre the new Billionaire , F.B.I. , 22 Jump Street , RIDE ALONG 2 , NEXT FRIDAY movie , DR DRE ,SNOOP, CUBE tour? , ...

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Ice Cube The Predator Full Album HD

Duration: 57:00
Updated: 27 Aug 2014

1. "The First Day of School" (Intro) 2. "When Will They Shoot?" 3. "I'm Scared" (Interlude) 4. "Wicked" 5. "Now I Gotta Wet 'Cha" 6. "The Predator" 7. "It Wa...

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Ice Cube War & Peace Vol 2 The Peace Disc Full Album HD

Duration: 55:38
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

1. "Hello" 2. "Pimp Homeo" (skit) 3. "You Ain't Gotta Lie (Ta Kick It)" 4. "The Gutter Shit" 5. "Supreme Hustle" 6. "Mental Warfare" (skit) 7. "24 Mo' Hours"...

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Ice Cube - Lethal injection - FULL ALBUM

Duration: 75:23
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Lethal Injection è un album di Ice Cube, esattamente il quarto da solista. uscito il 7 dicembre 1993, sotto etichetta Priority Records 1 - Shot (Intro) 0:00 ...

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ICE CUBE Amerikkka's Most Wanted Full Album

Duration: 49:14
Updated: 03 Sep 2014

Amerikkka's Most Wanted full album high qaulity 01 Better Off Dead 0:00 02 The Nigga Ya Love To Hate 1:05 03 AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted 4:17 04 What They Hittin...

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Ice Cube - I Am The West [Full Album]

Duration: 49:53
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Like, Share & Subscribe !! 01. (00:00:00) Ice Cube - A Boy Was Conceived (Intro) 02. (00:00:26) Ice Cube - Soul On Ice (Prod. by Tha Bizness) 03. (00:04:06) ...

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Ice Cube Death Certificate Full Album HD

Duration: 61:07
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

1. "The Funeral" (Intro) 2. "The Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit" 3. "My Summer Vacation" 4. "Steady Mobbin'" 5. "Robin Lench" (Interlude) 6. "Givin' Up the Nappy Du...

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Straight Outta L.A. [Full Documentary] ESPN 30 For 30, Ice Cube

Duration: 53:22
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

ESPN 30 For 30 series presents Straight Outta L.A. featuring Ice Cube, The Oakland Raiders, Snoop Dogg & more, enjoy this documentary by watching or hearing ...

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A história do rapper Ice Cube.

Duration: 41:36
Updated: 01 Sep 2012

O'Shea Jackson - nascido em 15 de Junho de 1969 -, porém, conhecido pelo seu nome artístico - Ice Cube - é um rapper estadunidense, produtor musical, ator, escritor, produtor de filmes e diretor. Ice Cube começou sua carreira como membro do grupo C.I.A. e depois entrou para o grupo de rap N.W.A. Após ter deixado-o em dezembro de 1989, construiu uma carreira solo bem sucedida na música e também como escritor, diretor, ator e produtor de filmes. @NeniomarLoko http://gplus.to/NeniomarLoko MSN: neniomarloko@hotmail.com

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Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, Eminem - The Up In Smoke Tour full

Duration: 119:47
Updated: 03 Sep 2014

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1,300-Year-Old Village Unearthed In Arizona National Park

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15 Oct 2014

PHOENIX (Reuters) - Archaeologists have unearthed a village believed to be about 1,300 years old and containing more than 50 sandstone-walled homes at a U.S. national park in northeastern Arizona, one of the researchers said on Friday. The discovery was made by a team that surveyed part of the Petrified Forest National Park during the summer and broadly dated the homes and other artifacts found at the site to between 200 AD and 700 AD....(size: 8.0Kb)

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Ebola ‘winning the race’ against attempts to contain it: UNMEER

The Hindu

15 Oct 2014

The Ebola outbreak is “winning the race” against attempts to contain it, chief of UN Mission for Ebola Emergency Response (UNMEER) Anthony Banbury has said. In his briefing, Mr. Banbury told the 15-nation UN Security Council that he is “deeply worried” that the steps implemented by the international community were “not nearly enough” to halt the advance of the fatal disease ... Mr ... Banbury added ... Keywords....(size: 3.4Kb)

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Ice Cube Talks The Book Of Life, Voicing His First Animated Character, the Status of Friday 4, Ride Along 2, and More

IMDb

16 Oct 2014

As the Candle Maker Ice Cube lends his voice to an animated film for the first time - a surprising fact given that his career, which includes more than thirty film credits to date, ......(size: 1.0Kb)

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‘The Book of Life’ alive with color, if not wit

New York Post

16 Oct 2014

Just in time for Mexico’s Day of the Dead holiday comes this gloriously colorful animated musical, which almost (but not quite) makes up in visuals what it lacks in snappy dialogue ... . many . . skulls,” one of them crows delightedly). As the plot progresses, passable songs are sung and forays are made into the land of the dead — including a visit with the Candle Maker (Ice Cube), a God-type with a beard made of clouds....(size: 2.5Kb)

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A Washington DC Restaurant Is Charging $1 Extra For ‘Handcrafted’ Ice Cubes In Cocktails

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15 Oct 2014

And now we can add handcrafted ice cubes to the mix ... The manager, Phil Clark, told the Washington City Paper that the ice is worth the extra charge because it doesn’t have the “minerally taste” of other lesser ice cubes. It's also “unclouded,” meaning it doesn’t have the bubbles and cracks of normal ice cubes that Clark says can change the experience of a cocktail....(size: 7.2Kb)

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Bar Charges Extra For Clear Ice, Cocktail Culture Hits New Low

Huffington Post

15 Oct 2014

artisan ice ... If you want a special ice cube in a handful of select drinks, you'll be paying $1 extra. Second State's cocktail menu doesn't even stoop to calling its $1 ice cube "ice." ... The crystal-clear ice isn't home-frozen, but comes from boutique ice company Favorite Ice, which produces custom ice cubes for highly specific cocktails....(size: 2.7Kb)

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Review: 'Book of Life' celebrates death

The Associated Press

15 Oct 2014

Gutierrez and produced by Guillermo del Toro has already been released ... While initially joyful to be introduced to the magical world containing all of his ancestors, Manolo is soon chagrined to discover that Maria is not there and sets off to find La Muerta to help him in his quest, stopping first at the Cave of Souls to consult with the Candle Maker (Ice Cube) who's in charge of The Book of Life ... Running time. 95 minutes. --- ... --- ... ....(size: 3.8Kb)

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>Review: 'Book of Life' celebrates death

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15 Oct 2014

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Emma Stone tells the truth

Belfast Telegraph

15 Oct 2014

Emma Stone put her game face on during a lying challenge on Jimmy Fallon's show. The Hollywood A-lister put her truth-telling skills to the test during an appearance on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon yesterday ... "I love to lip sync but I'm a terrible liar. So this is a bad game for me!" Emma laughed ... From the box, Emma pulled out a DVD of the Disney film Frozen in a plastic ice cube ... I guess it can only be a salamander ... new ... new ... new....(size: 6.5Kb)

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Review: 'The Book Of Life' Celebrates Day Of The Dead In High Style

Forbes

15 Oct 2014

... eye-popping. The Book of Life is a kaleidoscope of colors and enchanted sights (including scenes where characters appear to resemble hand-carved wooden puppets) in the service of a fine vocal cast that includes the likes of Danny Trejo, Christina Applegate, Ice Cube (in what may be his happiest performance ever), and Hector Elizondo....(size: 6.3Kb)

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Brad Pitt Tank Saga ‘Fury’ Ready to Rumble Past ‘Gone Girl’ at Box Office

The Wrap

15 Oct 2014

Brad Pitt‘s World War II saga “Fury” is expected to rumble to the top of the box office this weekend, ending the two-week run of “Gone Girl” at No. 1 ... Diego Luna, Zoe Saldana, Channing Tatum, Christina Applegate, Ice Cube and Ron Perlman top the voice cast for “The Book of Life,” which follows young Manolo Sanchez (Luna) as he journeys to the underworld to win the heart of Maria (Saldana)....(size: 6.2Kb)

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This Crazy Solar-Powered Cabin Looks Like a Giant Ice Cube

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14 Oct 2014

Czech architects Atelier 8000 designed this monolithic cube retreat for the mountains of northern Slovakia ... Thanks to the highly reflective surfaces, the hut looks like a large ice cube – and it fits perfectly into its surroundings....(size: 1.4Kb)

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Hip-Hop and Islam's Connection on Display at New Art Exhibit

LA Weekly

14 Oct 2014

Drawing attention to this is the new exhibition Return of the Mecca ... Including videos, music, photography, album art and other media featuring such hip-hop icons as Ice Cube, Rakim, Public Enemy and A Tribe Caled Quest, it’s an incredibly comprehensive look at hip-hop and Islam’s relationship as an alternative black consciousness ... Sohail ... Along with the East Coast rap icons featured in the exhibit, there's also L.A.'s own Ice Cube ... Ami ... ....(size: 4.0Kb)

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This Stain Removal Database Will Change Your Life. Trust Us.

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14 Oct 2014

We gave you the secret to removing red wine stains from your upholstery, but as you gear up to spend more time indoors, there are a number of other things bound to meet an unfortunate end on your beloved sofa ... Behold, 3 items we're bookmarking from the database before our next holiday get-together. ... Ice cube ... If the wax is still soft, freeze it by applying an ice cube wrapped in a small plastic bag, and then scrape off the excess wax....(size: 4.0Kb)

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Researchers Have Developed A Battery That Charges To 70 Percent In Two Minutes

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14 Oct 2014

Now imagine that same quick-charging battery can last 20 years ... New Battery Could Charge 70 Percent in Two Minutes and Last 20 Times Longer RRA’s Micro Cluster Cabins Give Traditional Pitched Roofs a Modern Twist in Norway This Crazy Solar-Powered Cabin Looks Like a Giant Ice Cube Li Xiadong’s Beautiful Wood Liyuan Library Wins the First Moriyama Prize MIT Study Shows Mars One Colony is Dangerously Unsustainable ... Copyright 2014 ... email ... ....(size: 7.3Kb)

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Top Ice Cube, You Gotta Lotta That (Feat. Snoop Dogg)

[Ice Cube]
Hey... you wit' da ass (you wit' da ass), you wit' da ass (you wit' da ass)
C'mere... wassup?
What's your name girl? Who you come wit'?
I'm wit' Snoop Dogg.. and my whole click
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg] - repeat 2X
A nigga need a shot of that.. and I know where they got it at
Damn girl, you gotta lotta that
Won't you let a real nigga go and holla back?
[Ice Cube]
Look at you girl, eyes brown, ass round
Feel like a nigga chasin down a rebound
It's bouncin like a basketball, if you got no ass at all
Sorry girl but you won't make the casting call
Skinny bitches need to find that nutritionist
Shit that make yo' ass so thick and delicious
Is it the food or is it the water?
That make your daughter wanna show what Momma taught her
C'mere.. let me whisper in yo' ear (wassup)
Tell ya all that bullshit that you wanna hear (let's fuck)
You prolly hate my fuckin guts in a year
But right about now, you like a nigga's style huh?
How I talk, how I smell, how I smile
How I think, how I fuck, how I grab
Fuck wit' me, ya get ya meat and ya vegetables
Fuck wit' him, ya get a fuckin metrosexual
You want a man stronger than you
Not a motherfucker in the mirror longer than you
Break a nail and his punk ass lookin for glue
You want a nigga wit' a hard dick lookin at you (lookin at you)
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Snoop Dogg]
You came up in there lookin all cute and stuff
You and yo' homegirl, a pimp couldn't get enough
You talk that shit like you weren't up in there just to fuck
Well guess what? Now bitch you wit' us!
Yeah have a sip {*sipping noise*}, go take a puff
Go and spend another blunt, naw roll it up!
What yo' name? A nigga love how you came
You just in need of some game
And I got that good thang, yeah it's a Westside hood thing
Let ya party over day and hit ya wit' that ding-a-ling
I got that good shit, lollipop (lollipop)
And once I get up in ya, I make ya body rock (body rock)
A thick little bad bitch, walk wit' a switch
Now all you need now is some gangster dick
It's the Big Bow Wizzow, you know I'm on the pusszow
Doggystizyle, that make ya kitty kat meow (meow!)
Dick deep, freak-a-leek, fuck some sleep
And don't tell me that I'm... 'innnn too deep'
Okay (okay).. alright (alright).. Westside baby girl, we do it all night
(fo' sho)
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Ice Cube]
Do ya thing girl, fuck what they lookin at
Shake it for me mami, work that pussycat
Do ya thing girl, fuck what they lookin at
Shake it for me mami, work that pussycat
Put it on me girl, what the fuck you scared of?
We just in the club, actin like we making love
I know you full of liquor, put it on my zipper
Drop it down now and throw it on a nigga
[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Top Ice Cube, You Don`t Wanna Fuck Wit These (Unreleased `93 Shit)

[Ice Cube]
You don't wanna fuck wit these
You don't wanna fuck wit these
Run up you big-ass bitch and I'll have you clockin G's
Wit my knockout jab, mess around and stab
yo' ass in the gut, I don't give a fuck
Down with the brown, clownin these honkies
that got us in the mix with they 666
Tricks get found, stinkin like tuna
Bailin through your hood in my fresh suede Pumas
And I don't hit gates, nigga pump yo' brakes
cause I ain't runnin, you better start gunnin
Take your hand off your metal
There's nowhere to hide, cause the world is a ghetto
Want my afro long like Mad Dawg
on a velvet poster, 40 on the coaster
cause moms don't play that shit
Been hard on a nigga since (?)8-8-6(?)
Sayin you need Jesus, cause I got the fresh sweatshirt
with the three fat, creases
And it's on like that, nigga where you at?
At a phone booth, I'm comin in the Coupe
Beanie pull over, fool there they go
Drive real slow so we can let them hoes know
that G's even bust on L.A.P.D.'s
Make 'em eat cheese, cause they don't wanna fuck with these
And he don't wanna fuck wit these
I got mo' flavor than a hoe with a dick
and a stick of gum on her tongue, I get you sprung
with the psycho-alpha-disco, my fist go
in my pocket, grabbin on my pistol
But I won't pull it out til it's time to spit
Make the girls say, "Damn, niggaz can't have shit"
Cause I see Satan, waitin in the cut
for this black motherfucker, to bail out his hut
And I don't give a mad-ass fuck
about a sheriff who's tryin to tear-off a (??)
My chinny chin chin hit him up with the right
and then I bend bend got his ass in my sight
My Chuck's hit the cement, then I bent the corner
Yellin, "+Cop Killer+, and fuck Time-Warner"
Got the wick-a-tick(??) niggaz say, damn he's so sweet
Hypnotize yo' ass like that shit "Knee Deep"
And you hate it, gang-affiliated
Niggaz be bumpin, just a little somethin
from that loc'ed out nigga that cater to the O.G.'s
And let you know, that you don't wanna fuck wit these
And you don't wanna fuck wit these
And you don't wanna fuck wit these
Rollin through the hood, when I see a bitch
I hit the switch, she's on my dick
Fresh t-shirt, thick like I hangs
They say I got St. Ide's rushin through my veins
from the CRASH 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 walk through the park cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun, cause I ain't the one
Bang you're dead, brains out your head
I wish I was the nigga that invented infrared
Now I got it poppin but what's that odor?
Smells like a hot pot of that bakin soda
Cause I know nigs from A's to Z's slangin ki's
Sayin you don't wanna fuck wit these
Nigga please

Top Ice Cube, Who Are You Lovin

featuring Mr. Short KHOP
Mr Short KHOP:
Nasty girl nasty girl in ya own little nasty world (4x)
Chorus:
We just smokin drinkin and fuckin
and we aint dumpin nothin baby who are you lovin
(who loves you baby)
Verse 1:
We got a room full a clownin
And baby here got tha mean stark got me frownin
And we bout it like them niggaz from Orleans
And puts it down like we court grime from green to green
Make ya scrilify any means, fuckin up any sceams
Or any plots that you got, you best had get rocks
We gets knots, 40 aint tha lots fuck a mule
My lil nigga hit tha fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha double tree up 40 flights.
Chorus: (x2)
Verse 2:
We can see that you fuck wit too many stars
We can tell em how u fuckin up that miny bar
Already know u problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that a nigga hold
All ???????? That a nigga fold
Bust a load, just as soon as we get u blowed
Get ya purse and ya pager dont forget ya coat
Before ya leave slip ya other girlfriend a note
Tellin her to shake u and bring back a quote
You get my vote for tha one with tha deepest throat.
Chorus: (x2)
I know this is a gang a bitches by tha silhouette
Niggaz ran through a few and aint finished yet
Cuz when it come to tha hoes and time to get it wet
We only keep tha startin 5 like tha pinatech
They hit us off wit tha tongue fo tha nut licks
And follow through to duck6 and butt licks
Nigga fuck tricks, they in tha back wit they legs up
And im gon tell u how i want it whether head or guts
Im spread nuts, set it up, i show you how to wet it up
2 and 3 to 4 how this nigga kept it up,
Up to bat the 3rd time, nigga struck out
Blamed it on tha bitch and told her "get the fuck out"
(People say its dirtyyy, people say its wrong
They look at out music like its a nasty song, its nasty!!)
Nasty girl Nasty girl in ya own lil nasty world (x2)
(People say its dirtyyy, people say its wrong
They look at out music like its a nasty song, its nasty!!)
Nasty girl Nasty girl in ya own lil nasty world (x4)

Top Ice Cube, When I Get To Heaven

[Ice Cube]
Microphone check, heh, yo
Heh, yeah..
{They won't call me a nigga..} - 2X
Listen to the preacher man, but are you talkin to me?
I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet
Thy shouldn't eat the swine flesh
Your body is a mess, but you're blessed
with the father, son, spirit and the holy ghost
But my whole neigborhood is comatose
Lookin for survival
The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years of gettin our ass kicked
by so-called Christians and Catholics
But I'ma watch 'em burn in the fire
See I'm a G, that's why I ain't in your choir
Cause I see, cause I know
The church ain't nuttin but a fashion show
Get the devil do a one-eighty-seven
and they won't, call me a nigga, when I get to heaven
{They won't call me a nigga}
{when I get to heaven}
{No they won't! Haha no they won't, no they won't}
You're waitin for the devil to come from the ground
Clown, take a look around
Just look at the cross that the priest is holdin
A beast, in sheep's clothing
But I'm rollin, with that knowledge of self
Cause heaven, ain't just wealth
So mister preacher, if I couldn't pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?
White man, please take another look
Cause we couldn't be readin out the same book
Cause you'se a crook and I'm a brother
King James had sex with his mother
Is that yo' edition? Is that your religion?
Black man, you gotta make a desicion
Cause God is comin on day number seven
and they won't, call me a nigga, when I get to heaven
{They won't call me a nigga}
{when I get to heaven}
{No they won't! Haha no they won't, no they won't}
{They won't call me a nigga}
{when I get to heaven}
{No they won't! Haha no they won't, no they won't}
The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed the church in Alabama
So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind
if I have to kill the human swine
Cause God is a killer from the start
Why you think, Noah had to build his Ark?
And God is a man from his feet to his hair
That's why you say 'amen' after each and every prayer
I just stare at the church man
Spendin mo' money on the church band
But Elijah's got a plan
Got the white man screamin - Damn that Farrakhan!
Cause one day these babies'll uprise
Much more than bow ties and bean pies
Kickin knowledge at the 7-11
And they won't, call me a nigga, when I get to heaven
{They won't call me a nigga}
{when I get to heaven}
{No they won't! Haha no they won't, no they won't}
--> repeat all 8X

Top Ice Cube, What Can I Do_ (Remix)

f/ Mack 10
[sampled announcer]
In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures
But in this country, society itself is failing
[Ice Cube]
Hellll yeah! Uhh..
Ta-dow! Uhh..
Ta-dow! Uhh..
Ta-dow! UHH!
Ta-dow, how ya like me now I'm in the mix
It's nineteen-eighty-six and I got the fix
with the chicken and a quota, got the bakin soda
Let the water boil, workers all loyal
Dropped out the twelveth cause my wealth is shorter
than a midget on his knees, now I slang ki's
Infest my hood with crack, I'm the mack
+It Take a Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back+
Too big for my britches, and I got bitches
Now I'm hittin switches, niggaz want my riches
Used to get 18, when my G was alive
Now a ki' is 13-5
Eighty-nine's the number, another summer
(Get down!) Police ain't get no dumber
Streets dried up, used to think it would last
But being a kingpin is a thing of the past
They tried to blast me for slangin a boulder
Now I got my ass in Minnesota
Got my own crew, it's on brand new
Damn, what can I do? Oooh
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now? Fool
[Ice Cube]
Already done stacked me half a meal ticket
Bought a house next to Prince, now I can kick it
Now I got ends, wavin to my friends
Rollin in a Benz, goin to see the Twins
play at the 'dome; police are tappin my mobile phone
I'm almost home
Gettin excited, indicted
Spent a grip and a year tryin to fight it
Lawyer got paid; plea, no contest
cause everything I own, got repossessed
Now take a look at the dust
And I'm happy cause I only got 36 months
I never picked up a book
cause, my arms are 16 inches, nigga look (OOOH)
Can't wait for ninety-two so I can get with my crew
and see, what can I do
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
[Ice Cube]
Fucked up in the pen, now it's ninety-fo'
Back in L.A., and I'm bailin through the do'
Everybody, know I gotta start from scratch
So where the work at, and niggaz smirk at
me sayin ain't nuttin poppin from here to the L.B.
What you tell me?
No it ain't crackin, everybody's jackin for a Coupe
Since, they sent in the troops
Even though I got muscle, that ain't my hustle
Takin a nigga's shit in a tussle
No skills, to pay the bills
Talkin about education to battle inflation
No college degree, just a dumb ass G
(Yeah you fool..) Who me?
I got a baby on the way, damn it's a mess
Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes
Took some advice from my Uncle Fester
All dressed up in polyester
Welcome to McDonalds may I please help you?
[Mack 10]
Yeah you can help me punk
Give me all of the money, or I'm dumpin
That's on my momma
Ay homeboy, while you at it
gimme large fries, a strawberry shake
A Big Mac, cause this Mack 10 fo' life
[Ice Cube]
Can I roll wit you? What can I do?
Now I'm on the run, with a gun
and this fool I don't know, pedal to the flo'
Swervin, servin all of the pigs
Just because they tryin to split my wig
I'm in custody, L.A.P.D.
One more felony, strike number three
Twenty-five to life in cell block two
It's true, that's what I gotta do, oooh
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
Wesssssyde! What can I do, what can I do?
Ice Cube.. what can I do, what can I do?
What can I do, oooh
[sampled announcer]
In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures
But in this country, society itself is failing

Top Ice Cube, Until We Rich

Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle it don't stop, until we drop
Krayzie Bone and Ice Cube..
The best thing in life in life is life (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Get your mind right, and get your grind right (we gotta keep goin)
Hey young thugs (we gotta keep goin)
Get your mind right, and get your grind right
Hey young thugs..
Get your mind right, and get your grind right
Look into my eyes if you wanna know me
Before you hypnotized, homey what do you see
A figure that's just a little bigger than dealers
A hustler countin figures ain't pulled no triggers
Can you dig us, we be the ultimate lick
We's the hitters, that make the ultimate hits
Kinda floss-ey, kinda boss-ey
It's gotta be done my way, do what the {fuck} I say
Top of the pyramid, homey what I tell you
If you leave this Westside umbrella you hit the cellar
Bring me my slippers, black robe, and my globe
and I could rule the world with my eyes closed
(with my eyes closed..)
See the mission's to get what we don't got
until we filthy rich and on top --
-- you betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle it don't stop until we drop
Krazyie Bone and Ice Cube
See the mission's to get what we don't got
until we filthy rich and on top --
-- you betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle it don't stop until we drop
To all the little homies that's watchin TV
I see you tryin to be a O.G. like me
Chasin dreams, pullin mo' schemes for wealth
But the best thing in life is health, be yourself playa
Television it'll keep yo' ass wishin forever
You'll never get you life together
Don't talk about death, I got too much life to live
Too many orders to give -- what it is, showbiz
Taught you what a trick and a hoe is (WHAT?)
Showed you what a Six-ty Fo' is (WHAT?)
Lord knows, "In God We Trust"
and everybody in the world wanna be like us (everybody)
To the kids of the world that's waitin for wealth
Waitin for health, you better do for self
Homey that's yo' last cup
Forget about the fast buck; boy, get you ass up
People use yo' brain to gain
Do something that ain't never been done; and we can spend hun's
Wipe our ass with twenties, light our joints with ones
Throw away the guns, have nuttin but fun
And homey we could do that {shit}!
Police have a fit, when yo' paper's legit
We gotta get off the phone, we gotta teach our own
Send your baby to school and she'll come back grown
We got to talk to our grandma's
And she'll help us throught them dark halls, and them pitfalls
Everybody know we got the world to gain
We got to stop the pain, lord stop the rain
Keep goin, little homey why you slowin?
Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin?
Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin?
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
Yeah young thug, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
(get your mind right, and get your grind right)
Yeah young thug, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. (Ice Cube..)
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
(the best thing in life is life)
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
(I got to say it twice)
Yeah young thug, the world is yours..
(the best thing in life is life)
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
(get your mind right, and get your grind right)
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..
Hey young thugs, the world is yours..

Top Ice Cube, The World Is Mine

The world is mine (*whispered* the world is mine)
(repeat 4X)
The world belongs to me
Niggaz don't know my pedigree W S to the C
We be them hogs that make it rain cats and dogs
We got the "Bud" just like them frogs
Now everybody on the West show some love
And everybody on the East respect the Corniche it's not on lease
Breakin laws swimmin through the water like Jaws
Gumby's pause, and take they drawers, no balls
God damnit, niggaz take my planet for granted I can't stand it
Catch a flight across the Atlantic
Step off the plane, nuttin but expense of the game
Bitch I'm rich you know my name, show me the cane
Now are you sure? One hundred percent pure
Cause if it's not, believe me the shit gettin hot
I got a plot to make your whole family deaf dumb and blind
(tell em one more time) the world is mine
Chorus: Ice Cube
The world is mine nigga, back up
I gots to get mine before I act up
(repeat 2X)
It's a quarter to eight, I'm not finished my plate
I got a phone call to make, my niggaz tell me it's fake
Oh what a mistake, here's what I want you to break
Tie his feet with some weight, throw his ass in a lake
And then set up a date, between me and his mate
Tell her lobster and steak, and bitch don't be late
Oh the pussy was great, I'm still sealin your fate
Cause you can't imitate, the nigga you love to hate
Chorus
Can I grin, show my fin, I'm down with mack 10
Dub-C, K-Dee, and Kausion
It don't stop, niggaz get to bowin a lot
When we enter the spot, look all the niggaz we got
Worldwide, nigga take a look outside
Got a brother named Clyde, he's like Jekyll and Hyde
Ice Cube is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
You wanna check our cajones we got the feds up on us
We gotta roll on Daytonas because we know that they want us
And if they catch us in rap, it's a reasonable doubt
My niggaz pointin me out, my momma scream and she shout
But we got enough green, from our triple beam
To hire the prosecution, and the dream team
This world ain't nuttin but a dollar sign (ching ching)
I'm a partner in crime, the world is mine
Chorus
[Mack 10]
Yeah, you punk ass niggaz know the side, so check it
When you meet us, you better bring your heaters
Cause the only way you could beat us, is if you cheat us nigga
Chorus
[Mack 10]
We tight, ha hah
Where you from nigga?
Where you from nigga?
(tell them one mo' time) Ice Cube: The world is mine (4X)
Ha ha ha, Westside

Top Ice Cube, Right Here Right Now

* send corrections to the typist
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
Recognize a real dime
When you see one
And don't try to be one
You fuckin peon
I been like dion for eons
You aint nuttin but a biotch
Messed around and let me read up
I come back through and tear the street up
Ice Cube nigga you better D up
And when I come by bitch you better be up
Assss up face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle got to do my thizzle
The only nizzle that I never ever fizzle
The original
You niggaz know
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up!
Gotta get whichya
Hit you with these things that I'm holdin
Who want to squab with the frozen
Now who want to battle with the chosen
You niggaz lotion, I'm no emotion
I'm shrapnel from the explosion
Hit you in the face while you posin
Hi it's jimmy hendrix
I lined up ten dicks
And took out appendix
So go get forensics
Let em know I'm geronimo
'Till it's my time to go
You better find your ho
Get ya babies and ya mama
And move to guantanimo
Doubt my skills
I'm payin my bills
I'm up in the hills
Ya niggaz are kills
Even though I'm on a FUCKED UP label
You bitches know what I can bring to the table
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up!
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
This right here is payback from way back I don't play that
I like bitches like you
5'2" wearin light blue
The freak get high too
With a fly doo
Notta erikah badu
That's lookin for a "I do"
Now what can I buy you
Just to try you
Need another bitch to lie to
Need another bitch in my coup
Oh please can I trouble you
For a double scoop
A nigga need some T&A;
Now you can get dick but you can't get no DNA
I heard you wuz a big freak (can I hang?)
Bitch looked down, I got some big feet
I like mike & ike's
I like watchin dykes
I like goin to fights
I like earnin my stripes
In the book of life
It's only two women
Big ol good ones
And good ol big ones
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up (come get some!)
You gotta get em up (who wants some?)
You better get em up!
*scratch* That's how it's goin down *scratch*

Top Ice Cube, Once Upon A Time In The Projects

Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "Who is it?"
It's Ice Cube, come to pay a little visit to ya
And what's up with the niggers in the parking lot
She said fuck em, cause they get sparked alot
I sat on the couch but it wasn't stable
and then I put my Nikes on the coffee table
Her brother walked in he's into gangbangin
cause he walked up and said "what set you claimin"
I don't bang I write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of Good Times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
by a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up
He threw up a set and then he was gone,
I'm thinkin to myself, wont this bitch bring her ass on.
Her mother came in with a joint in her mouth
and fired up the sess it was sess no doubt
She said please excuse my house and all that
I said yeah cause I was buzzed from the contact
Lookin at a fucked up black and white
her mom's bitchin cause the county check wasn't right
She had another brother that was three years old
and had a bad case of the runny nose
He asked me who I was then I had to pause
It smelled like he took a shit in his little drawers
I saw her sister that needs get her ass kicked
only thirteen and already pregnant
I grabbed the forty out the bag and took a swig
cause I was getting overwhelmed by BeBe Kids
They were runnin and playin and cursin and yellin
and tellin and look at this young punk bailin
I heard a knock on the door without the password
and her mom's got the 12 guage Mossberg
The nigga said "yo, what's for sale"
and the bitch came out with a bag of ya-yo
She made the drop and got the 20 dollars
from a smoked out fool with ring around the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said BITCH I DIDN'T KNOW THIS WAS A CRACK HOUSE
I got my coat and SUDDENLY ...
(police breaking into house annoucing themselves)
The cop busted in and had a Mac-10 pointed to my dome
and I said to myself once again it's on
He threw me on the carpet, and wasn't cuttin no slack
stomped on my head and put his knee in my back
First he tried to wrap me up, slap me up, rough me up
They couldn't do it so they cuffed me up
I said FUCK how much abuse can a nigga take
Hey yo officer you're making a big mistake
Since I had on a shirt that said I was dope
He thought I was selling base and couldn't hear my case
He said get out my face I musta had a grudge
His reply tell that bullshit to the judge
The girl I was with wasn't sayin nothin
I said AIYYO BITCH you better tell em SOMETHIN
She started draggin and all of a sudden
we all got tossed in the patty wagon
Now I beat the rap but that ain't the point
I had a warrant so I spent 2 weeks in the joint
Now the story you heard has one little object

Top Ice Cube, Natural Born Killaz

[Dr. Dre]
Journey with me
into the mind of a maniac
doomed to be a killer
since i came out the nutsac
im in a murderous mindsate
with a heart full of terror
i see the devil in the mirror
BUCK BUCK, Lights out
cause when i get my sawed off
niggaz get hauled off
*Barrel one
touches your motherfuckin flesh
*Barrel two
shoots your fuckin heart out your chest
you see Im quick to let the hammer go click
on my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine
fool its your bad time
feel the blast of the chocolate bomber
Infra red aimed at your head
like your name was Sarah Conner
decapitatin I aint hesitatin
to put you in the funderal home
with a bullet in your dome
Im hot like lava
you got a problem?
I got a problem solver
and his name is revolver
its like a deadly game of freeze tag
I touch you with a 44 mag
and your frozen inside a boddy bag
nobody iller
than this grave yard filler
cap peeler
cause im a natural born killa
[Ice Cube]
Terror illistrates my era
now i cant hang around my momma
cause i scare her
Im quick to blast motherfucker
(yeah whats up)
it feels like im bustin a nut
when i open you up
cause your body is exposed to the midnight mist
all you weak motherfuckers give my ring a kiss
cause im givin dirt naps
comin with them bomb ass raps
to make your lungs collapse
perhaps, you never sleep
cause evertime you doze
you catch blows to the motherfuckin nose
aint seen the sun, in 66 days
let me count the ways ^in a fucked up maze^
I never ever ever made a ho stay
but Im down with Dre
like AC is down with OJ
so fuck how your livin
Im the unforgivin
psycho drivin
murdera
its authentic
dont panic
i cant stand it
God Damn it
Scizophrenic
so FUCK CHARLIE MANSON
Ill snatch him out of his truck
hit em with a brick
and I'm dancin
[RBX]
Mass Murderer, Natural Born Killla,
And I dont wanna die
I DONT WANNA DIE
I DONT WANNA
I DONT WANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA DIE!
[Ice Cube]
I dont understand the logic in my dreams
but i understand i like the sound of Sireens
terrified screams from the streams
of Strycnine
dumpin on any motherfucker tryin to trick mine
cause motherfuckers wanna violate
now they stiff and cold
and they pupils wont dialate
ITS SO MUCH PAIN
MIGRAINE
headache
I can hear his bones break
he steps in the single door
gets his ass whipped with 20 lashes
like that dude up in Singapore
so Im a pull a fuckin Jeffrey Dahmer
now Im suicidal, just like Nirvana
[Dr. Dre]
Tic Toc
Toc Tic Toc Tic
Dr Dre and Ice Cube on some murderous shit
keepin niggaz in order
makin there live shorter
ready to slaughter
cause to me a life aint worth a quarter
or a dime
mushroom's got my mind
hallicinatin
aint no debatin
im creatin an escape
route to be out without a doubt
Scot Free, so dont even think about tryin to stop me
cause i cant wait
im out the gate
on the for realla
a thrilla
or a natural born killa
[Ice Cube]
GI-GI GI-GI GAGA
THEY CALL ME DADA
6 million ways to murder
choose one
lose one soul
bodies turn cold
natural fright from niggaz goin bump in the night...

Top Ice Cube, Mixtape Shit

[Ice Cube:]
Ice Cube motherfucker with my nigga C. Toones
The C stand for Crazy, yeah nigga we loons
And we been saggin, before Bin Laden
Been braggin 'bout his first underground cabin
And you been faggin, like a Sisqo dragon
Tail waggin, San Francisco actin
Come through lookin 6'8, makin' bitches wait
Can't believe that nigga Cube is on a mixtape
But only large niggaz dictate, where they rhymes go
As time go watch yo' mind blow
If not I'll let my nine go, like a rhino
It'll slump ya like whino
Little homies call me El Grando
Cube Calico, you can go toss a salad hoe
Better yet, you can get the dick mayne
The shit mayne, and don't you forget mayne...

Top Ice Cube, Make It Ruff

Verse one:
Here's another topic I'm addressing,
so learn a quick lesson, about your Smith and Wesson.
Sit your ass back and comprehend,
as I let you know about man's best friend.
Now remember, it used to be a dog like Lassie,
but now in '91 it's a gun if you ask me.
Just like a jimmy hat's used for protection,
I use my nine when suckers start to flex it.
'Cause if you run up and try to play mine,
I rather have a AK than a fucking K9.
'Cause if you shot your gun and my dog tries to fetch ya,
me and the dog's going out on a stretcher.
And I ain't with that, so I gotta get that
big black gat, aim and I hit that.
Forget about a dog fool, he'll shit in the (??),
nowadays, a gat is man's best friend.
man's best friend
Verse two:
Here is the reason why Ice Cube's packed,
just in case the little punks try to jack.
I can't put a motherfucking pitbull under a coat,
and a small on my back.
So I gotta take my beret off, and I betcha
It'll probably work a 100 percent better.
'Cause it'll keep me out of danger,
with sixteen in the clip and one in the chamber.
So this goes to all y'all intruders,
beware of the owner, 'cause the owner is a shooter.
I don't just wanna give your ass rabies,
I rather have your ass pushing up daisies.
And I can't do that with Benji,
Rin Tin Tin, or Spotch McKinsey
Forget about a dog fool, he'll shit in the (??),
nowadays, a gat is man's best friend.
"Just don't let me see you shoot no dogs"
"Hey, I got shots fired here, send me another unit"
"The profile of a typical American gun owner is this:
over thirty, white, male, middle class" --> Peter Jennings
"take that motherfuckers"

Top Ice Cube, Jackin For Beats

Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up
Whassup nigga?
Get over there... shit
Ya lil punk ass nigga
C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy
God damnit you stop that shit now
Take him to jail and get him the hell from in front of this house
Now wait a minute, wait a minute, hey man
Whassup?
Wait a minute?
There are police, go!
Give me that beat fool, it's a full time jack move
Chilly Chill, yo homie mack the track move
And I'll jack any Tom, Dick and Hank
That's the name of the SUCKERS I done ganked
I get away from a copper
Drop a dime, I'll break you off somethin proper
With the L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B
T-Bone and that's J.D.
And here's how we'll greet ya
Stop fool, come off that beat ya
feel dumb cause you're caught in the dark
(ya lil nuttin ass mark)
Raise up, cause you cant' have it back
You said - "I ain't never got gaffled like that"
Off the end of the gat you choke
Short Dog's in the house - "Whattup loc?"
Nuttin but a come up
Gimme that bass, and don't try to run up
Cause you'll get banked somethin sweet
Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin for beats
Huh, and even if you're down with my crew
(Yo Chuck man, i dodn't understand this man
You got to slow down)
I jack them too
And then we'll freak it
Kick that bass, and look what we did
Fade the grade, played, and made a few mil
and I keep stealin
Ice Cube'll make it funky
But right about now - *let's get up in the hump*
But I don't party and shake my butt
I leave that to the brothers with the funny haircurs
And it'll drive you nuts
Steal your beat, and give it that gangsta touch
Like jackin at night
Say hi to the three fifty-seven I'm packin
And it sounds so sweet
Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin for beats
Ice Cube, will take a funky beat and reshape it
Locate a dope break, and then I break it
And give it that gangsta lean
Dead in your face as I turn up the bass
I make punk suckers run and duck because
I don't try to hide cause you know that I love to
jack a fool for his beat and then I'm Audi
So when I come to your town don't crowd me
Cause I know, you're gonna wanna kick it with me
But I know, none of y'all can get with me
So you think you're protected
Well you are til you put a funky beat on a record
Then I have to show and prove and use your groove
Cause suckers can't fade the Cube
And if I jack you and you keep comin
I'll have you marks a 100 Miles and Running!
(stop stop stop stop stop!

Top Ice Cube, I'm Only Out For One Thang

Well two bees in a bucket
Mother motherfuck it
You either Flavor Flav it
Or you Chuck Chuck Chuck it
Kiss my ass or suck a D.I.C.-
K. stands for kill so don't fuck with me
I fucked that lady in the bed
I missed that pussy and I bust a spread
I tried it again in a thumping wagon
The bottom fell out and her ass started dragging
Tried it again and I failed to grasp
I missed that pussy and I bust my ass
Then I fucked this lady in the tree
The baby came out and said "Run-DMC"
I knew this girl who looked just like you
Light brown and a fly hair-do
I wanted to do her, screw her
So I stepped to her
On-key bitch had more ass than a donkey
I said you're the type of girl that I can't pass over
Give me one chance and I'll bend your ass over
Just call me the plumber at the end of the night
Cause a nigga like me'll lay plenty of pipe
She didn't get offended it was splendid to me
Cause mister nice guy is what I pretended to be
I guess I just wine her and dine her
And by the end of the night I'll be behind her
Waxing that ass like Rain Dance
On the bumper get the pussy then I dump her
Took her to the Comfort Inn
Tucked her in
Pulled out the third leg pumped it in
She said will you call me
Yeah I'll call you a bitch or a hoe after I ball ya
Naw I'm just playin but it's still the same

Top Ice Cube, How to Survive in South Central

"and now, the wonderous world of.."
"hey, come to los angeles!
You and your family can have peace and tranquility.
Enjoy the refinement.."
"hey bone, hey nigga where you at though? "
"hello, my name is elaine --
And I’ll be your tour guide through south central los angeles"
[ice cube]
How to survive in south central (what you do? )
A place where bustin a cap is fundamental
No, you can’t find the shit in a handbook
Take a close look, at a rap crook
Rule number one: get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass’ll be fine
Keep it in your glove comparment
Cause jackers (yo) they love to start shit
Now if you’re white you can trust the police
But if you’re black they ain’t nothin but beasts
Watch out for the kill
Don’t make a false move and keep your hands on the steering wheel
And don’t get smart
Answer all questions, and that’s your first lesson
On stayin alive
In south central, yeah, that’s how you survive
"hi this is elaine again.
Are you enjoying your stay in south central los angeles,
Or is somebody taking your things? have you witneesed a driveby?
Okay, make sure you have your camcorder ready
To witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police,
So you and your family can enjoy this tape, over and over again."
"this is los angeles." "this is los angeles."
[ice cube]
Rule number two: don’t trust nobody
Especially a bitch, with a hooker’s body
Cause it ain’t nuttin but a trap
And females’ll get jacked and kidnapped
You’ll wind up dead
Just to be safe don’t wear no blue or red
Cause most niggaz get got
In either l.a., compton or watts
Pissed-off black human beings
So I think you better skip the sight-seeing
And if you’re nuttin but a mark
Make sure that you’re in before dark
But if you need some affection mate
Make sure the bitch ain’t a section eight
Cause if so that’s a monkey-wrench hoe
And you won’t survive in south central
"now you realize it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be.
You realize that it’s fucked up!
It ain’t nothin like the shit you saw on tv.
Palm trees and blonde bitches?
I’d advise to you to pack your shit and get the fuck on;
Punk motherfucker!"
And you need your ass straight smoked
Yo I wanna say whassup to dj chilly chill
Sir jinx, aiyyo cube these motherfuckers don’t know what time it is
So show these motherfuckers what’s happenin
Tell these motherfuckers, don’t fuck around in south central
God damnit!
[ice cube]
Rule number three: don’t get caught up
Cause niggaz are doing anything that’s thought up
And they got a vice
On everything from dope, to stolen merchandise
We discern
Cause south central l.a., is one big yearn
Waitin for a brother like you to catch a disease
And start slangin ki’s
To an undercover or the wrong brother
And they’ll smother, a out of town motherfucker
So don’t take your life for granted
Cause it’s the craziest place on the planet
In l.a. heroes don’t fly through the sky of stars
They live behind bars
So everybody’s doin a little dirt
And it’s the youngsters puttin in the most work
So be alert and stay calm
As you enter, the concrete vietnam
You say, the strong survive
Shit, the strong even die, in south central
Yeah you bitches, you think I forgot about your ass,
You tramp-ass hoes? you better watch out.
And for you so called baller-ass niggaz,
You know what time it is. south central ain’t no joke.
Got to keep your gat at all times motherfuckers.
Better keep one in the chamber and nine in the clip God damnit.
You’ll sho’ get got, just like that.
This ain’t no joke motherfuckers.
Now I wanna send a shout-out to e-dog, the engineer,
Puttin his two cents in..
"this is los angeles."

Top Ice Cube, Heaven

Listen to the preacherman
But are you talkin' to me
I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet
If I should need the swine flesh
Your body is a mess, but you're blessed
With a father, son, spirit and the holy ghost
But my whole neigborhood is comatose
Lookin' for survival
The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See I'm a g, that's why I ain't in your choir
Cause I see, cause I know
The church ain't nothin' but a fashion show
Get the devil to a 187
And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven
You're waitin' for the devil to come from the ground
Clown, take a look around
Just look at the cross that the priest is holdin'
A beast in sheep's clothing
But I'm rollin' with that knowledge of self
Cause heaven ain't just wealth
So mister preacher, if I couldn't pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?
White man, please take another look
Cause we couldn't be readin' out of the same book
Cause youse a crook and I'm a brother
King James had sex with his mother
Is that your edition? Is that your religion?
Black man, you gotta make a desicion
Cause God is comin' on day number seven
And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven
The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed the church in Alabama
So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind
If I have to kill the human swine
Cause God is a killer from the start
Why you think Noah had to build his ark
And God is a man from his feet to his hair
That's why you say 'amen' after each and every prayer
I just stare at the church man
Spendin' more money on the church band
But Elijah's got a plan
Got the white man screamin': 'Damn that Farrakhan!'
Cause one day these babies are uprise
Much more than bowties and bean pies
Kickin' knowledge at 7-11

Top Ice Cube, Everybody Wants You

The Unband
Everybody Wants You
You see 'em comin'at you every night
Strung on pretension, they fall for you at first sight
You know their business, you think it's a bore
They make you restless, it's nothin' you ain't seen before
Get around town, spend your time on the run
You never let down, say you do it for fun
Never miss a play, though you make quite a few
You give it all away - everybody wants you
You crave attention, you can never say "no"
Throw your affections any way the wind blows
You always make it, you're on top of the scene
You sell the copy like the cover of a magazine
Puttin' on the eyes 'til there's nobody else
You never realize what you do to yourself
The things that they see make the daily reviews
You never get free - everybody wants you
Everybody knows you
Everybody snows you
Everybody needs you, leads you, bleeds you
Nights of confusion and impossible dreams
Days at the mirror, patchin' up around the seams
You got your glory, you paid for it all
You take your pension in loneliness and alcohol
Say goodbye to conventional ways
You can't escape the hours, you lose track of the days
The more you understand, seems the more like you do
You never get away - everybody wants you

Top Ice Cube, Bop Gun

At these up late times, hardcore funkateers before the bop gun.
We unleash you a positive light. the bop gun can do you no harm.
It frees yo mind, so yo kind can follow. (yeahhh.)
So wide you can’t get around it
So low you can’t get under it
So high you can’t get over it
Iiiiiiii, can’t get over it
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
Well all right!
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
Attention all radio station jocks ...
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
Haw haw, got to be groovin’ jammin’ on yo box.
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
The mothership connection is upon you again.
[ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit]
Yeah, workin’ up a sweat, is it wet yet?
[ready or not, here we come
Getting down for the one which we believe in]
Verse 1: ice cube
1993, much more ba-e-ya-e-younce
Ice cube comin’ with the half ounce
Not just knee deep, jeep fulla smog
A, to, mic, dog
Like ya behind, heard it through the grapevine
How much longer will you be mine?
And i’ma tell ya, I don’t like drama
So do I have to put my handcuffs on your mama
’cause bertha butt did her fuckin’ boogie with her crew
But I’d rather fuck you, boo
And make you say humdrum, tweedee dum
Humdrum don’t succumb when I’m done, buckin’ shit
One nation under a groove gettin down for the fuck of it
Tear the roof of this motherfucker like we did last night, son
And hit you with the bop gun
[george clinton]
Here’s my chance to dance my way
Out of my constriction
Gonna be freakin’ up and down
Hang up really late
The groove I only got
We shall all be moved
Ready or not, here we come
Gettin down for the one which we believe in
[one nation under a groove
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
{yeah.}
Dance, sucka, dance!
{yeah, heh heh. and it don’t stop. sheeeit.}
Givin’ you more of what you’re funkin’ for
Aw, feet don’t fail me now! ha ha!
[givin’ you more of what you’re funkin’ for]
Do you promise the funk {yep}, the whole funk,
Nothin but the funk?
{hit you with the bop gun, heh,
Buss a cap with my bop gun,
Gotta hit you with the bop gun,
Buss a cap with the bop gun, hit you with the bop gun,
Buss a cap with the bop gun, heh, ’cause I’m the top gun...}
Ready. {yep} ready. {yep} ready. {yep, come on}
[ready or not, here we come
Gettin down on the one which we believe in]
Verse 2: ice cube
If you hear any noise, it’s just me and the boys
Playin with our toys
M-1, cuz everybody’s gotta have fun
Under the sun, under the sun
So rough, so tough when I get down
The disco fiend with the monster sound
I wants to get fucked up when I’m chillin’, whoa
The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill-in
You let her funk me ’cause my funk is the best
Comin from the west
Kickin that shit be occupied, dedicated to the preservation motion of hips
Hittin them dips, cd skips but I’m straight
As I bounce, rock, skate, now I’ll toast to that
If it’s rough, make the girls say
"do that stuff! aw, do that stuff!"
But ya got to be, you got to be a freak of the week
For the top gun, hit you with the bop gun
[one nation under a groove
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
{trick! yeeah!} jus hit ’em with the bop gun!
[one nation under a groove {heh}
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
{get up with the bop gun...}
[one nation under a groove (’bout time we got down, one time)
Gettin down just for {the fuck of it, yeahh}
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
[one nation under a groove (now everybody say)
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
[here’s my chance to dance my way
Out of my constriction]
[feet don’t fail me now! ha ha!]
{get ’em with the bop gun...
I’m a’ blast with the bop gun ... heh heh ...
On yo ass with the with the bop gun ...
I’m talkin’ trash with the bop gun ... yeah
And it don’t stop
And it won’t stop}
Here’s my chance to dance my wayyy,
Out of my constriction
(yeahhh, feel the shit now!)
{oh shit}
... hear ya say party over here fuck you over there!
party over here fuck you over there!
Lemme hear ya say party over here fuck you over there!
party over here fuck you over there! {oh yeah}
Lemme hear ya say party over here fuck you over there!
party over here fuck you over there!
Lemme hear ya say party over here fuck you over there!
party over here fuck you over there, nigga!
Lemme hear ya say party over here fuck you over there!
party over here fuck you over there!
Lemme hear ya say party over here fuck you over there!
party over here fuck you over there!
[givin’ you more of what you’re funkin’ for
Feet don’t fail me now]
(that’s right!)
[do you promise the funk
Givin’ you more of what you’re funkin’ for
Ooo, feet don’t fail me now ....
Can I get it on my good foot, good gawd ...
’bout time I got down one time]
(can I get down one time)
[ice cube]
Do not attempt to adjust your radio
There ain’t nothin’ wrong, so hit the bong
Waitin’ on the double dutch bus for a ride
As the buffalo bitch go round the outside
Put a glide in your stride and a dip in your hip
Got daytons on the mothership
And you can ring my bell if you need me to pass
The dutchie on the left hand side for the sale
Cuz nobody knows where the nose goes when the doors close
Dog chow got the hoes
Lookin’ for the theme from the black hole
Now I’ll big bang you with my black pole
Flashlight, red light, we don’t like cops on the bike
Just made bail, tonight
So whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I’m gonna have some fun with the bop gun
(ready or not, here we come
Getting down on the one which we believe in)
[one nation under a groove
(here is my chance to dance my wayyy)
Gettin down just for the funk of it (one nationnnn)
One nation and we’re on the move
(get it on my good foot, good gawd)
Nothin can stop us now]
(ha ha ha ha ha haeeee)
[one nation under a groove
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
(now I want everybody to put together this time ... hit me!)
[one nation under a groove
(can I get it on my good foot)
Gettin down just for the funk of it
(bout time I got down one time)
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
(uh huh, uh huh, one nation)
[one nation under a groove
(can I get it on my good foot)
Gettin down just for the funk of it
(bout time I got down one time)
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
[one nation under a groove (ooh yeah)
Gettin down just for the funk of it (ooh yeah)
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us now]
(ha ha ha ha ha haeeee)
[one nation under a groove
Gettin down just for the funk of it
(bout time I got down one time)
One nation and we’re on the move
Nothin can stop us nowwwwww.]

Top Ice Cube, A Gangsta's Fairytale

Once upon a time, in the black part of the city
Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0
Yo Ice Cube, man
Whassup man?
Why you...
Whassup?
Yo Ice Cube man, why you always kickin the shit about the bitches
and the niggaz? Why don't you kick some shit about the kids, man? The
fuckin kids?!
Word
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-C-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop
Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe
At that type of shit he's a pro
So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil nap
Dumb bitch, gave him the claps
Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay
Got a shot in the ass, and he was on his way
To make some money, why not?
Down on Sesame Street, the dope spot
There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe
Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew
For the man that was really important
Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes
Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes
He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out
Saw, her and her friends sellin sheepskins
Yo yo I got them sheepskins
Yo, my empty sheepskins
Yo baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
A bad influence? Yo I don't know
But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go
Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it
This is Little Russ in the house
Rock that shit homey, rock that shit!
(Well, you know the rest)
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
With a joint, drinkin some 8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be friends
Now they're enemies cause he's a traitor
Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him
Cinderella hoeing for the fellas
And Mister Rogers is gettin mighty jealous
Of the cash that the pigs were makin
Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon
Cause Mister Rogers found out quick
That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits
They said that the motherfuckin wolf was next
So Mister Rogers better watch his step
So he let the wolf know
We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho
Cause Cinderella is much too fast
Before twelve, givin up ass
Double barrels all loaded and cocked
As soon as they show, they gonna get popped
They bailed down Sesame Street and caught em
Little Boy Blue is up front givin orders
Little did they know Cinderella was a fink
She called the cops and got thrown in the clink
A bad influence? Yo, I don't know
But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go
Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you?
Yeah you aight, you in the house
We outta here, seeeee-yaaaaa
Yeah you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass
Some bedtime story huh?
It's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't wanna live here

Top Ice Cube, A Bird In The Hand

Hey look at this! I was cleaning out my nest
and I found a book of my old poetry
Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
gots to get a job cuz I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
but thats not likely, so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T;
Cuz when I was in school I got the a. e. e.
But there's no s. e. for this youngsta
I didn't have no money so now
I got to punch the clock and be half a man
cause Whitey says there's no room for the African
always knew that I would clock G's
but welcome to McDonalds can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
cuz my baby doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
what about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
for decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douch
a masengel what the hell cracker sale in the neighborhood
To the whorehouse bitches,
Miss porker, little joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
so I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'm never givin' love again
Cuz blacks are too fuckin broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' hired
and your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
but sorry, this is our only room to walk
Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live (yeah)

Top Ice Cube, Pushin Weight Remix

featuring Gilly the Kid Noreaga
[Clark Kent]
What if I get that nigga Ice Cube to do another joint?
With my nigga Noreaga this time (Thugged Out)
And my nigga from Philly Lil' Gil?
Niggas don't know what the fuck's gon' happen next
Y'all niggas might just have problems these niggas bout to shit
[Noreaga]
Ay yo Iraq shit yo I own that land
With a Lord Amiya like the rest of the clan
My man Karate Kai, he like still in the can
Bless this, go to U.I. like the rest of the fam
These little niggas growin up, straight diggin they lives
Ain't really fuckin with the two, now they fuckin with five
But its, sad to see the hood mad at me
Cause I went from Nore to your majesty
The same niggas that I gruff'd wit and threw up with
And the same motherfuckers that I grew up with
Had free lunch with, played stickball with
Now-a-days they like Papi on some frontin shit
Fuck Noreaga, now I'm Melvin Flynt
Yo The Hustler, I ain't a player, I'm just a hustler
(Damn) Niggas that'll love ya, and straight touch ya
Yo its drastic, hit you with the glock plastic
What, run you over with the van-tastic
N-O-R-E, spit rhymes professionaly
Your boy, ?dunn gone dead? wanna run with me
Every pass you throw will get intercepted
International thug, you're just domestic
I drink Shmirnoff, alcohol infected. Its like...
Chorus: Ice Cube and Noreaga
[Noreaga: 'what what' in background continuously]
Cube: I push rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like weight a yeah-yeah!
*repeat 3X*
[Ice Cube]
I heard you stopped, can't rap ho
You niggas duck from the schrapnel
I'm pushin weight like a fat sew
Ghetto fab, I'm in the city again (be-atch)
Got you motherfuckers lookin shitty again (be-atch)
See that nigga Noreaga got them zig-zags
And our mags got you fags wearin shit bags
For life, nigga we could do life or do it right
Tonight, nigga, we can earn stripes and blast mics
Talk about the steppin off
A motherfucker ain't never been the underboss
Always I blaze in hallways, all days
You bitches ain't nothin but frugas'
Yeah-yeah, you better ask about me - Poppa Doc
And ask every freak you know: who got the cock?
So blaze one for the nation, I take vacation, offa conversation
Give niggas irritation, cause I don't rap about the nation
Get the catalogue, I battle dogs, and we'll see, only the strong will
survive
Fuck The Source and the Vibe (Fuck em)
We don't ride, we drive-by
We Westside, nigga realize, we alive
So you can get beef, Lewinsky
Double-double say cheese, butt naked please
Chorus
[Gilly The Kid]
Yo, Its a shame though, lil' niggas messin up the game, yo
Heard me spit and all a sudden got the same flow (Gilly rule!)
I die in the streets thats how the game go
I'ma tell you one more time, now let your chain go
I shoot to kill, you blast but you aim low
A ground shooter, me surrounded by troopers
Pretty women, gorgeous feet, with round hooters
You was born to fail, gonna die around losers
Bitch niggas get scared straight
But rich niggas cop a ninety-nine Benz September of ninety-eight
I ran up on you clowns with a nine on the waist
Run in your face, blot in your space, findin your safe
See you really are the fake we the cats that won't break
You niggas start snitchin at your day upstate
So on that note, when you come home, I'm pop you with the eight
At both of your kneecaps, where your weave be at (Damn)
You little sissy, on the streets, you was real pretty
Went to jail, Got A Story To Tell, now you Biggie?
See I'm the sure shots, you cats is the maybes
I'm the real thing and you niggas is frugasis
Crazy fake diamonds, fake shinin
And if you got less than nine and a half, you fake grindin
Name other trio thats fuckin with us rhymin
Gil, Cube, and Nore
A whole different story
Chorus

Top Ice Cube, N**** of the Century

Ice Cube - Nigga of the Century Lyrics
[Ice Cube]
Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be?
--when i'm big i wanna be a thug--
--you wanna be a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah)
What choo know (about) a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah)
You wanna see the bad guy?!
Look at Ice Cube (yeah yeah), that's the bad guy!
You need people like him, can point cha fingas!
Huh?! (yeah yeah) the fuck you know about this shit?!
You ready to die?! O - K A Y
Where is that, you ready?
Cuz they ain't touch the bad guy!!! oKay?--
I'm the nigga of the century
--oh, so zhuu a bad guy, c'mon prove it
c'mon, you think you bad?
How bad you are?!--
I'm the nigga of the century
-c'mon lets see how bad you are
c'mon bad guy! C'MOAWNL!!!--
(verse one) {:41}
We the worsest, all purpose
You want murderers?
well you Serve us, hattin' motherfuckers with curb dust
You heard us, don't shit make us nervous
Not even when these fuckin' feds try to serve us
Mention me, when you write it in your history
As a nigger with the key to the mistery
Grand motta ain word don't mean shit to me
Who gives a fuck what they think, and what they see
Live how i got to live
Give what i got to give
Teach my kids positive, as well as the negative
Hope to raise better kids
The world needs a seditive, pray to god that we let him live
--Cuz you bad guy!-- I'm the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--You better mention me!-- I'm the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
(verse two) {1:32}
A nigga told me to keep hope alive
Survive, and 95 'ill get you paradise
So i tried, nigga had to swallow his pride
But look into my eyes, i'm too wise to cook fries
Twelveth grade graduation, summer vacation
Mama said get the facin' on them applications
Didn't know back then, i was too young
Public school made me dumb as a motherfucker
What should i do in my life
Reverend Price, do you got some advice
Before i roll the dice
A nigga don't wanna shoot craps, cuz it ain't all fun and games
When you tryin' to get that money mang
Gangbang, maintain or slang cane
T.V. got a nigga where he can't use his brain
What the fuck you talkin' bout, choose or loose
Bitch i don't know the motherfuckin' rules! (for real)
--Cuz you bad guy!-- I'm the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--You better mention me!-- I'm the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
(verse three) {2:36}
Who am i when it's do or die
You can see a man's sould thru the human eye
Can't spend all your lifetime gettin' high
Cuz you and i got to do, for you and i
Acktin' wild as a jevenile
Now my whole life depends on the outcome of a trial
Wait-pow! these people ain't playin' now
Got to bring 85 percent of the time now
Fuck that, rather roll with the ruff pack
In the jet black, listenin' to ruff rap
See it's quite simple, you bitches ass niggas don't know
What i've been thru, the weather's presedential
The warfare's mental, i sell my soul to the lord
For the perfect instrumental
And the number two pencil
And all the hussle found in chromasones of my kinfolk
--Cuz you bad guy!-- I'm the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--You better mention me!-- I'm the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--yeah, ok ok ok ok, call loko take it easy mang, choo got it!
Choo leave it the fuckin' illest nigga to fuckin' shit you!
Dess no problem withs that! gawn'na fuck dat!
June have a fuckin' heart attack
It's over! EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW!
It's no fuckin' secret
Joo know dis motherfucker, O - K A Y ?!!
It's over! that's it, die !!!
BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!!--
(Ice Cube - 'Pushsin Weight' sample) {4:03}
~I got that bomb...bomb...tit-tit...
Tity-tit...tity-tity...tity bomb...bomb...bomb
w-when I hit you uhh uhh uhh...~
by Dragon20000
walla.co.il

Top Ice Cube, Thank God

Produced by Teak "Da Beatsmith" Underdue and Dee Underdue
Interlude produced by David "Dizmix" Lopez
The intro sounds like it was recorded on the stage of a concert. Before Cube even speaks there's noise pollution of a crowd applauding and whistling in a very large arena. As he talks about how gangsta rap is blamed for all tragedies, you hear people from his entourage co-signing.

Top Ice Cube, Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Verse One: Ice Cube
Peace - don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin sucotash
Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigger
How the fuck do you figure?
that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?!
Every cop killer goes ignored
They just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a fuck about us
They rather catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy
They kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck
Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk
And 'Fuck tha Police' in the tape deck
You should listen to me cuz there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the darkside...
Verse Two:
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cuz we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went to the temple
was the sound I put the bitch down
And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the payback
Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun
It's gettin critical - I stole a 5.0
I let it go - drive real slow
I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucka'
The shot-gun kicked - and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But to the light side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the darkside...
Verse Three: Chuck D
Standing in the middle of war
In the middle we flex
When we die, we won't make +Jet+
+Ebony+ can't see to the lightside
The term they apply to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, cause I'm comin from the coroner
Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black - don't wanna role - sells his soul
Watch his head go rollin
Who the fuck are they foolin?
Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes
Matches the color of the one on my face
as they wonder whats under my waist
[Standin on the verge] of them gettin brown
thats a fact got a fear on their bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide

Top Ice Cube, The Bomb

It's like a holocaust to the boss when I toss
Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost
In a shuffle of feet, Jinx the fiddler
And I control your mind like Hitler
You bow and vow to authority
See now, a sucker with a style just boring me
So I show K.N.O.W.
L.E.D.G.E. it might trouble you
Then I transform like a Decepticon
With a mic as a bomb
In my right palm
But I don't stay calm
So panic
Others can't flow so they go schizophrenic
You thought I dropped a dud in your face
Until you taste the blood of the bass
Then you faint, or better yet pass out
When I'm on the mic, believe it's ass out
You think you're raw so you draw
You lose, you're hung, you bite your tongue
The whole town saw in awe as you strangle
A noose on your neck, and you dangle
From side to side in the blazing heat
You're beat, you're dead, the fools fell off
You feel you're turning red, it's said
That your head burst
And this is only the first verse
Of the bomb
Don't break up the fight let them rumble
Over the years I've watched some go super-bad quick
Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach
Now ask yourself, who's stupid?
I take funky funky beats and I loop it
And pimp slap you in the face with the bass
And the boom from the bomb that I drop
Stop
You have a flat top as a fashion
I love Black women with a passion
But when they gotta go and show their ass in
I gotta clown the hoes, yeah
You gotta watch the ones with the big derrieres
They'll steer you wrong
Ice Cube's got it going on, hit me
For the gangster boogie two times for the gangster rhyme
The system ain't wholesome
They want to put a young brother in Folsom
And others see me on lockdown
But I come up foul then they get knocked out, word
To the brother that rolls the herb
Everybody getting knocked to the curb like that
Jinx got the gat, and it's a fact
He'll kick a funky beat to peel your cap
Now who's the mack?
Who's the hoe?
Who's the trick?
I got many, many styles won't you take a pick
But don't be alarmed
When I trip and stumble and fumble
And drop the (rewind)
Drop the bomb
I'm solo, you ask how I'm living
Still dropping more shit than a pigeon
With the L, the E, the N, the C, the H,
The M, the O, the B, the great
Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers
And if you try to upset the pot son
You get kicked in the chest like a shotgun
I make the beats, I make the breaks
I make the rhymes that make you shake
Make you find
Ice Cube never caught in the middle
I make shit to kick you in the ass a little
And still never hesitate to stutter step
Or bust a repitition on the mic
Still dissing all the hype
From left to right
How many left to fight?

Top Ice Cube, You Know How We Do It (Remix)

[Ice Cube]
Slippin, slidin, glidin LOW-ridin
Ain't no hidin from this hit
Fool -- you know how we do it
West Side
I'm comin from the West Side
Wessyde, it's hittin on the West Side..
Yeah, fool..
Ain't nuttin goin on but the bomb-ass rap song
Hittin all night long
Just like me on the black and white ivory
Gettin six on artillery, you don't want to see a G
Break yo' ass like dishes
Buster-ass tricks, sleep with the fishes
Runnin from Lennox, up at Venice
They wanna have me in stripes, like Dennis the Menace
But that ain't poppin, ain't no stoppin
Fo'-hoppin, ass droppin, Coupe DeVille
My truth can kill - fool I got skills
So, back on up 'fore I check that chin
Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn'
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it
Wessyde, it's bumpin on the East Side
It's slammin on the South Side
Makin noise on the North Side
[Ice Cube]
Chillin with the homies, smellin the bud
Double parked, and I'm talkin to Dub
about who got a plan, who got a plot
whom got got, and who got shot
Cause everybody knows that he got the info
Crazy Toones hangin out the window
"Fool I got them bomb-ass tapes"
Da Lench Mob, _Planet of the Apes_
I'm down with Eiht, and _Watts Up_
Kam and Solo, they got nuts
When Ice Cube write a sentence
I want "The Bomb," just like George Clinton
S-K-D is down to catch a body
Put on _Knee Deep_, we'll turn out your party
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it
Fool, you know how we do it
I'm hittin on the West Side
It's bumpin on the East Side
Slammin on the South Side
Makin noise on the North Side
[Ice Cube]
Now Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick
if you wanna jack me on a lick, cause
I'm that fool from South Central
You think you stuck yourself, with a number 2 pencil
That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass
With "Mo' Bounce to the Ounce" in the dash
Mash up, Ve-nice, headed for the West
Everything is great, slow down for the dip
On a 100 and 8th and keep mashin
Don't drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin
Stashin a glock and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it -- and
You can't fade the R-E-M-I-X
Goin to the bank cashin big fat checks
What's next on the menu?
Got a big fat booty to attend to, ooh
with the rhythm it takes to dance to but
we got to live, too
Mobbin and robbin and squabbin and stealin
K-Dee and me, I got the feelin
and won't be happy til I'm platinum loc'
The mic smoke (and all the hoes are broke)
The freshest MC in the world, who is?
(You is) You know how we do it
Fool, you know how we do it
I'm hittin on the West Side
It's bumpin on the East Side
Slammin on the South Side
Makin noise on the North Side
"Ain't nuttin goin on but the bomb-ass rap song" (3X)

Top Ice Cube, You Don't Wanna Fuck Wit These

Top Ice Cube, Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit

God damn, it's a brand new payback
From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black
How many motherfuckers gotta pay
Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK
Caps gotta get pealed
Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will"
It ain't no pop cause that sucks
And you can New Jack SWING on my nuts
Down wit the niggaz that I bail out
I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out
Fuck you Ice Cube, that's what the people say
Fuck AmeriKKKa, still wit hthe triple K
Cause you know when my nine goes pop
it'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
Now let's see who'll drop
Punk motherfuckers tryin to ban hip-hop
Fuck R&B; and the runnin man
I'm the one that stand, with the gun in hand
Make sure before you buck wit duck quick
Punk, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
"I'ma let y'all know one thing man.."
[Verse Two]
Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em
Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin L.M.
It's the number one crew in the area
Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya
Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
Punks roll when I put in work
cause Lench Mob niggaz are the craziest
And y'all motherfuckers can't fade my shit
South Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell
Hittin fools up with the big ass L
One time can't hold me back
Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs
Stop givin juice to the Raiders
Cause Al Davis, never paid us
I hope he wear a vest
It's all about the L-E-N-C-H y'all know the rest
Motherfuckin crew, motherfuckin mob
Do a motherfuckin job in a motherfuckin squad
In '91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger
And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
"One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and.."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute"
[Cube] Drop a old school beat!
[Verse Three]
Like I said, it's a brand new payback
Now in '91, let's see who beats the jack
Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller
(Keep the wack beats out) true motherfuckin baller
And hoes can't roll on
Even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta "Hold On"
Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic
I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards
I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blue
goin up against the Zulu
Break his spine like a jellyfish
Kick his ass til I'm smellin shit
Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
And watch the devil start kickin
Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger lickin
Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker
Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick
Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with!
"Last person in the world you wanna fuck with.." (Predator 2 sample repeat 3X)

Top Ice Cube, You Can't Fade Me

Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder
What's the date and time it don't matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort
To make a long story short
Ran into this girl named Carla
Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala
She said what's up yeah what's the deal
Check the hairdo of course it ain't real
Then I looked down she was fat in the front
I asked how long, well about seven months
Oh how time flies when you're having fun
She said yeah but the damage is done
Where you been, on a little vacation
Oh by the way congratulations
Who's the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood hussy
She said yeah remember that date
I thought back and tried to calculate
Then I said damn are you sure it's mine
Cause I know you been tossed plenty of times
She said that day no I wasn't whoring
Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring
Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court
Paying a gang on child support
Then I thought deep about giving up the money
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy
Naw cause then I'd really get faded
That's murder one cause it was premeditated
So what I'm a do
I don't have a clue
How many months left damn only two
I'm gettin faded
No cigar, G
Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded
It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her
See the booty and the front was all in place
But the girl had the pitbull face
So we ran jumped drove swam crawled hid
Oh lord god forbid
My homies see me at the motel
Cause those fools would love to just go tell
Everybody in the hood that knows your rep
So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept
And hold your big fat butt steady
Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready
She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey
I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
I dropped her off man and I'm knowing
That I'm a hate myself in the morning
I got drunk to help me forget
Yo another day another hit shit
I'm gettin faded
Ay yo you know what time it is
Nine months later she's ready to drop the load
And everybody in the hood already knows
It's supposed to be mine so they laughing at me
You know Ice Cube can't be having that G
I'm thinking to myself why did I bang her
Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger
JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up they won't shut up
I'm gettin fed up bitch
Cause I know you're tryin to break me
But if I find out your tryin to fake me
I'm a buff that duff for a hoot
Beat ya down and leave a crown or two
That night she went into labor
And the shit is getting kinda major
The baby came out damn it was a lifesaver
Looking like my next-door neighbor
She said it was mine that was her best guess
But let's check the results of the blood test
I started smiling yeah cause it read negative
Damn why did I let her live?
After that I should've got the gat
And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
But no I just told the hoe who laid me
Excuse me bitch it's a switch
You can't fade me
Naw baby not this way
Yo you ain't playing Ice Cube out like no booger
I don't fall for the okey-doke
And before I fall for the okey-doke
I let the pistol smoke
Now sing it
Yeah baby you can't fade me

Top Ice Cube, You Can Do It

Yeah, yeah
Get your ass up and hurra
Uh, Ice Cube baby
Ninety-nine baby
I'm on the grind baby
All the time baby
Show me something
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it
Tic-tic-boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' BlackSTREET, treated like a athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no) it's a marathon
Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on
We be clubbing till the day we die
Nigga ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, nigga think again
Cause when it's sink or swim
You got to think to win
And if I drink this Hen'
Everybody will know it
Cause I ain't going for it
So pray to the Lord that I don't pull out
Cuss out and bust out
Go the nigga route
Make the trigger shout, uh
You can try to smoke an ounce to this
While I pronounce this shit
Baby bounce them tits
Mama move them hips
Baby shake them cheeks
I got dick for days
You got ass for weeks, yeah, yeah
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it
Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck your husband
This is for my niggas locked away
Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date
But when we hit checkmate with Ice Cube the great
As soon as I get a word we can rush the safe
Fuck them license plates because life is great
It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight
I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit
No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit, bitch
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it
I do hard core rhyming, hard time grinding
With will I pimp hoes
Other niggas wine and dine them
Gotta love this pup shit
Passing the mud shit
Pockets on flood shit
OG lyrical blood shit
I don't rent I buy shit
Niggas jealous of my shit
You unaware of this young nigga getting all the fly shit
While you're rooting and recruiting
Nigga 6-8 whooping
I was in the hood shooting cause I had the wife whooping
I come from padres gold in oversized jars
I past up strife and got star awards
No time for playa hating, Mack paper chasing
Came out the substation to the hip hop nation
The mo' hits the mo' bigga with illegal weight figga
Done develop the status of a platinum plus nigga
Bust the first asshole to show I can hit it
I keep pushing, don't quit it
Don't stop till I get it
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your ass into it
We be clubbing
Freaky gyration is close to fornication
We be clubbing
Freaky gyration is close to fornication:
Yeah uh-huh, Ice Cube, Westside Connection
Know how we do?
We puttin' it down, constantly

Top Ice Cube, You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It

You ain't gotta lie ta kick it
I know ya like to see me doin' bad
But i'm doin' good, fuck the police that's rollin' thru my neighborhood
Fuckin' peaker wood see me in the five speed
I don't care if his motherfuckin' eyes bleed (yeah yeah!)
This is my weed, this is my world
Don't get mad when you see them hundred spokes twirl
Candied out while you spit yo' last on the pearl
The Don Daada, i'm hotta than holly watta
Wish i was your baby fatha, cuz i got a fuckin' head on my shoulder
And lead in my holster, face on the poster
The kinda nigga that you wanna get close ta'
But you can't so you start the lyin'
Just like that nigga that think he dyin'
Get ta cryin', snitchin' and testifyin'
To all my people if i'm talkin 'bout your baby mama
When she meet Ice Cube tell her save the drama
Yo Cube, im goan have all da biches here
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Yo man fuck dem bitches, dey ain't call me back
But i just paged my auntie
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
I'm a be as real as I can with this
Not just the fake analyst on canabis, who only say that the world is
Scandalist, without findin' out a way to handle this
Dismantle this, either with the rhyme or the fist
How the fuck we get in the belly of this bitch?
I be rich if it wasn't for the snitch
Lyin' to the enemies, wild conspiracies
I'm a say this 'till the day that I die
Seven thirty fives bring on bitches lies
While you bullshitin', I'm hard hittin' like
2pac, I keep spittin' 'till my heart stop
Young niggas tryin' to tell me that i'm played
Once they say you played, nigga you must be payed (HA HA! huh ha)
Pushin' weight since the tenth grade do my thing
Got more plaques than Jordan got rings, nigga sayin'
Yo Cube, i got the new Biz 9000
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
I got the Playstation in the windshield nigga!
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
I hate to see your ass comin' (yep), with your mouth runnin'
Talkin' 'bout somethin' (what?), that ain't meanin' nothin'
'Bout your second cousin (hmm), who be always buzzin'
Where she was or wasn't, who she now fuckin'
Stories by the dozen Punch you got the sequel (what?)
To let you tell it Randy Moss is your people
It's evident, your ass lie like the president
But stretch marks on your mouth is the evidence (ha ha)
How the fuck can your friends be the benjamins?! (punk)
And your little ass car's full of fender benz
There you go on the stand with your hand up (lyin')
Testifyin' about a man that's in handcuffs
We should do you like the Mack said
And if he lie like a crackhead pop 'em like a black head
Let him ooze, let him loose
Let him lie by his motherfuckin' ass on the news (yeah yeah)
Yo Cube, check out this ring, 69 karots
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
It's Kryptonite nigga, Kryptonite!
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie
--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me

Top Ice Cube, X Bitches

Damn, what you doing over here? Whassup?
Yeah I was thinking about you the other day
And I was thinking I should have never fucked wit' your ass
I should have left you right where I founnd you
My bed
When I was with you all you ever do was bitch
Talk shit, but you could suck dick
So I didn't sweat all the fussin' and cussin'
On New Year's Eve, the night I was bussin'(wow)
I would stress and strain to mantain
And didn't need to hear your motherfucking ass complain
About niggaz in the house (mm), feet on the couch
Talkin' all loud (yeah), blunt in my mouth (yeah)
Bitch I got fifty cents on this genesis
Talkin' 'bout niggaz got to vacate the premises
(She's dead) Homie histor
An' outa nowhere your ass got hard
Poured out the pub, then you got drugged
We at it again, I tried to count to ten
There's no end to your naggin'
You can't treat me like I'm faggin', hoe
You see I'm saggin' (no)
Why I gotta act like a motherfucking asshole (why)
To be king of my motherfucking castle
You'll never be the missus (never)
Breakin' all my dishes
And fuck all my X-bitches
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ain't yours, the world ain't yours
On an' off, off an' on, bitch I'm grown
So stop playing on my phone (stop)
It was a time we used to bump and grind
And find heaven (ahh)
Without a motherfucking reverend
Managoua twages and bomb-ass massages
And dreams of three-car garages
You say I'm cheating when I'm up at the studio
Come to find out you the hoe, oh
And you was way out
Talkin' 'bout rap, was gonna play ya
And I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha)
You made yourself loud and clear
You wanted me to choose between you and my career (bitch)
Started fucking with this baller named Chris
Couldn't resist the Rolex on his wrist
I kept on writing my raps with profanity
Now I'm on tour fucking bitches like Fanady
You tried to diss this, now you missed this
And the first and fifteenth is like Christmas
Send me naked pictures but give it a rest
With Mrs Ice Cube tatood on your breast
Now you at the back door of my show
Dressed like a hoe, axin' could you blow (no),
Hell no but it's still delicious
Went from rags to riches
And fuck all my X-bitches
Fuck you, fuck you, especially you
The world ain't yours, the world ain't yours
Now I hear you sayin' "Yeah I used to fuck 'em"
Not lettin' 'em know I was a young buck then
Niggaz axin' me "Man, did you love her?"
Loved her stupid ass enough to fuck her with a rubber (bitch)
Now I hear, I'm your big brother (who?)
Second cousin, friend
Bitch since when?
Incest ain't the way I swing (nah)
Never bought your ass a goddamn thing
That I had to pay for
I was hateful
Ungrateful (uh) and never faithful
Fuckin' everything that I could get my paws on
Walkin' through hell with gasoline draws on
Now I'm on the mic, music is my life
Kids and a wife, heard you was a dite (damn)
It's your thing if you like the switches
But it's my world and fuck all my X-bitches
Never go down the same road twice
Advice from the big homie Ice Cube
Hmm, girl you better get away from here
I don't want that shit no more
Na,na ahem, and don't be callin' at my mama' house neither
I'm through wit' you. I'm through wit' you
I done got smarter. I done got smarter

Top Ice Cube, Who's The Mack?

Straight gangsta mack
Straight gangsta mack
Straight gangsta mack
Straight gangsta mack
Who's the mack? is it some brother in a big hat
Thinking he can get any bitch with a good rap?
Rolling in a fucked-up Lincoln
Leaning to the side So it looks like he's sinking
Into that leopard interior
This nigga thinks every girl's inferior
To his tongue, get a dumb bitch sprung
As she's selling more butt
Don't even get a cut of the money
His name is Sonny
And he know the play
And hope to od that he don't find a runaway
That's looking to become a star
He'll have your ass in and out of every car
With every on and Rick, sucking every john's dick
Come short of the money, get your ass kicked
You don't like it but you still call him hunk
Last night the nigga put yo' ass in the trunk
You wanna leave but Sonny started talking fast
And it make you wanna go and sell more ass
He's getting rich, you his bitch and it's like that
Now ask yourself
Who's the mack?
Who's the mack?
It is that fool that wanna pump the gas
Give you a sad story and you give him cash?
He starts macking and macking and you sucking
Quick to say I'm down on my luck
And you give a dollar or a quarter and he's on his way
Then you see his sorry ass the next day
Are you the one getting played like a sucka?
Or do you say, "Get a job, motherfucker"?
Every day, the story gets better
He's wearing dirty pants and a funky-assed sweater
He claims he wants to get something to eat
But every day you find yourself getting beat
He gets your money and you run across the street don't look both ways
'cause he's in a daze
And almost get his ass hit for the crack
Now ask yourself
Who's the mack?
Who's the Mack?
Is it that nigga in that club asking
Have you ever been in a hot tub?
I know the game so I watch it unfold
When i see the boy pinned to your earlobe
He's talking shit and you crack a smile
When he tell you that he can go buck wild
For a girl like you and make it feel good
You know it's drama but it sound real good
He started dragging and hopefully he can start tagging
The pussy so he can keep bragging
He say, "I'm 'a leave baby, can you go with me?"
The pussy so he can keep bragging
You wanna do it but you feeling like a H-O-E
You grab his hand, you leave and it's over
'Cause the nigga ain't nothing but a rover
Ya knew the game and you still ended up on your back
Now ask yourself
Who's the Mack?
Macking is the game and everybody's playing
And as long as you believe what they saying
Consider the a M.A.C.K. and with no delay
They are gonna get all the play
But when it comes to me, save the drama for your momma
It's Ice Cube and you know that I'm a
Mack in my own right
When it comes to rhyme and rap
'cause all i do is kick facts
Unlike Iceberg Slimm
And all of them be claimin' be P.I.M.P.
No, I'm not going out that way
I'm just a straight up N I double G A
Next time U get over on a fool
And you did the shit like real smooth
Thank Ice Cube for giving up the facts
And ask yourself
Who's the Mack?
Straight gangsta Mack
Straight gangsta Mack
Straight gangsta Mack

Top Ice Cube, Who Got The Camera?

Drivin down the motherfuckin highway
the flyway hey bitch, you goin my way?
Now I got a passenger
I look at the miniskirt, now I'm askin her
Would you like to hit the fat bud,
or perhaps should I run your name through the mud
I mean, are you giving up the nappy dugout?
She said no, well then get the fuck out
Cause I know where the hoes be feinin'
plus your fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'
Bust a U on the avenue
why oh why there ain't shit to do
But then sir jinx played his mix
and you thought that shit played out in eighty six
Lookin for my dogs
looked up in the mirror being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin line
why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me
They must thind I'm a gee
they both walk up with the g. l. o. c.
(Freeze! There was a robbery and the nigger looked just like you. Now
get out of the car with your hands up and legs spread.)
Started they investigation
no driver's liscence no registration
When I stepped out the car they slammed me
goddamn ya'll who got the camera?
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit
who got the camera?
No lights no camera no action
and the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name was Jackson
He said don't lie to me
I'm lookin for John, Matt, or Spike Lee
The motherfucker called for back up
I guess they planned to beat the mack up
He called me a silly ass thug
and pulled out his billy ass club
Tearin up my coupe lookin for the chronic
goddamn nobody got a panasonic
Found an empty can of old gold
came around and put my ass in a choke hold
Fucked around and broke my pager
then they hit a nigga with the tazer
the motherfucking pigs were tryin to hurt me
I fell to the floor and yelled lord have mercy
Then they hit me in the face ya'll
but to them it ain't nuttin but (a friendly game of base ball)
Crowd stood around I said goddamn ya
Who got the camera
I knew when I saw that deputy smirkin'
that they were gonna put some work in
Mr. law had to hit me in the jaw
cause I called them faggots with guns and badges
They played rat-a-tat-tat on me head
but if I had the gatty-gat-gat they'd be dead
A victim of a big fat 187
and little devils don't go to heaven
Last night there were eleven but they were'nt scarin me
so they tried the flashlight therapy
I looked at the black one and called him a traitor
I don't give a fuck if you got a beta
Just take my fuckin picture
so I can go downtown and bitch and pitch ya (?)
The one that called me a spook
his name is officer David Duke
If the crowd weren't around they would've shot me
tried to play me out like my name was rodney
Fuckin police gettin badder
but if I had a camera the shit wouldn't matter
(bitch), uh who got my nine, who got my nine
Ya'll done did it this time, uh

Top Ice Cube, When I Get to Heaven (Remix)

Top Ice Cube, When Will They Shoot?

"Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
God damn, another fuckin payback with a twist
Them motherfuckers shot but the punks missed
Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the outcome?
Will they do me like Malcolm?
Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin - strong!
While, others +Run+ a +Hundred Miles+
But I never run, never will
Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin steel - BOOM!
Media try to do me
But I was a Boy-N-the-Hood before the movie, yeah
Call me nigga, bigger than a spook
But you the one that voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is somethin I tried to study
But I got my hands bloody, yeah
They said I could sing like a Jaybird
But nigga, don't say the J-word
I thought they was buggin
cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven
Burnin our black skin
Buy my neighborhood - then push the crack in
Doin us wrong from the first day
And don't understand why a nigga got an AK
Callin me an African-American
like everything is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the shit right I'm black
Blacker than a trillion midnights
+Don't Believe the Hype+ was said in '88
by the great Chuck D, now they're tryin to fuck me
".. with +No Vaseline+
Just a match and a little bit of gasoline.." - HUH!
It's a great day for genocide (What's that?)
That's the day all the niggaz died
They killed JFK in '63
So what the fuck you think they'll do to me?
But I'm the O.G. and I bust back (boom boom)
Bust back (Boom boom!) peel a cap (BOOM BOOM!)
Gimme room in the fire of the sun
Here the mack come, here the black come, watch Jack run!
Motherfuckers can't gank me
Fuck a devil, fuck a rebel, and a yankee
Overrun and put the Presidency
After needin that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah
I met Farrakhan and had dinner
And you ask if I'm a five-percenter, well...
No, but I go where the brothers go
Down with Compton Mosque, Number 54
Made a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow
Did Ice Cube sell out? You say, "Hell no!"
A black woman is my manager, not in the kitchen
So could you please stop bitchin?
"Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
Yeah, yeah..
"But when will they shoot?"
"Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
Yeah, yeah..
"But when will they shoot?"
You missed, and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either
"Guerillas in the Mist.." without Jungle Fever
But I got the fever for the flava of a cracker
Not a Pringle, bust the single, here's my new jingle
"Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
The KKK has got three-piece suits
Using niggaz like turkey shoots
My motto is +Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute+
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect mine
Fuck the dumb shit - and get my Tec-9
And if they approach us
A-ight, a-ight - I bury those cockroaches
And if you can't deal with my +Kill at Will+
Here's a new gift to get - try my +Death Certificate+
+Amerikkka's Most+, Amerikkka's burnt - it's like toast
Like Jordan, I'm goin coast to coast
Dribblin the funk here comes the nigga
with the motherfuckin monster dunk, get off me punk!
"Jordan.. watch Jordan,
aiyyo yo watch Jordan .. YES!"
"You better eat your Wheaties"
"Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
Yeah, yeah..
"But when will they shoot?"
"Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
Yeah, yeah..
"But when will they shoot?"
Darryl Gates got the studio surrounded
Cause he don't like the niggaz that I'm down with
Motherfucker wanna do us
Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis
Most got done by a black man's bullet
Give a trigger to a nigga and watch him pull it
Negro assass-in
I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and throw yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker
They use somebody much blacker
What I do? I called up the Geto Boy(s) crew
Cause +My Mind's Playing Tricks On Me+ too
Never died, surround my crib
and F.O.I. makin sure nobody creep when I sleep
Keep a 9 millimeter in my Jeep - PEEP!
When I roll, I gots to roll deep
Ain't goin out cheap
Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill cause it's so steep
They'll never get me, they'll never hit me
Motherfuck that shit J-Dee
Now I'm relaxed
Grab the St. Ide's brew so I can max
Sittin by the window cause it's so fuckin hot

Top Ice Cube, What Can I Do? (Remix)

Top Ice Cube, We Had To Tear This Muthafucka Up

Intro: (*numerous men speaking*)
(Peace, quiet and good order will be maintained in our city to the best of
our ability. Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace are against the
interests of all our people and therefore cannot be permitted)
(The jury found that they were all not guilty, not guilty....)
(We've been told that all along Crenshaw Boulevard that there's a series of
fires. A lot of looting is going on. A disaster area obviously)
(The jury found that they were all not guilty, not guilty...)
Make it rough
(A lot of activity continues here in this....) Make it rough
(We have sporadic fires throughout the city of Los Angeles)
Verse 1:
Not guilty the filthy devils tried ta kill me
When the news get to the hood then niggas will be
hotter than cayenne pepper, cuss, bust
Kickin up dust is a must
I can't trust a cracker in a blue uniform
Stick a nigga like a unicorn
Vaugn, wicked, Lawrence Powell, foul
Cut his fuckin throat and I smile
Go to Simi Valley and surely
somebody knows the address of the jury
Pay a little visit, "Who is it?" (Who is Ice Cube?)
"Can I talk to the grand wizard?" then boom
Make him eat the barrel, modern day feral
Now he's zipped up like leather tuscadero
Pretty soon we'll catch Sergeant Coon
Shoot him in the face, run up in him witta broom
Stick prick, devils ain't shit
Introduce his ass to the AK40 dick
Two dazed niggas layin in the cut
To get some respect we had to tear this muthafucka up
Make it rough
Verse 2:
I gotta Mac10 for Officer Wynd
Damn, his devil ass need to be shipped back to Kansas
in a casket, crew cut faggot
Now he ain't nothin but food for the maggots
Lunch, punch, Hawaiin lyin
Niggas ain't buyin
ya story bore me
Taerin up shit with fire, shooters, looters
Now I got a lap-top computer
I told you all what happened and you heard it, read it
but all you could call me was anti-Semitic
Regret it-nope, said it-yep
Listen to my big black boots as I step
Niggas had to break you off somethin, give Bush a push
But your National Guard ain't hard
You had to get Rodney to stop me cos you know what?
We woulda teared this muthafucka up
Huh, make it rough!
Huh Muggs, make it rough!
Verse 3:
It's on, gone with the wind and I know white men can't dunk
Now I'm stealin blunts
And it came from Betty Crocker, overweight and blacker
Don't fuck with the black-owned stores but hit the Foot Lockers
Steal, muthafuck Fire Marshall Bill
Oh what the hell, throw the cocktail
I smelt smoke, got the fuck out, Ice Cube lucked out
My nigga had his truck out, didn't get stuck out
In front of that store with the Nikes and Adidas
Oh Jesus, I ???? Surplus got the heaters
Meet us so we can get the 9's and the what-nots
Got the Mossberg with the double eyed buckshot
Ready for Darryl and like Beretta wouldn't say
Keep your eye on the barrel, a sparrow
Don't do the crime if you can't do the time
But I'm rollin so that's a fucked up slogan
The Hogan's Heroes spotted the gorilla by the Sizzler
Hittin up police killer
The super duper nigga that'll buck
We had to tear this muthafucka up so what the fuck!?!
Huh, make it rough!
Yo Muggs, make it rough
Huh, make it rough
Enough
Outro: (*newsreader*)
(Not Guilty verdicts for Stacey Coon, Lawrence Powell, Timothy Wynd and
Theodore Vaugsinio, the four officers accused of beating motorist Rodney

Top Ice Cube, Us

Could you tell me who released our animal instinct?
Got the white man sittin' there tickled pink.
Laughin' at us on the avenue
Bustin' caps at each other after havin' brew
We can't enjoy ourselves
Too busy jealous... Of each other's wealth
Commin' up is just in me
But the Black community is full of envy
Too much back-stabbin'
While I look up the street I see all the japs grabbin'
Every vacant lot in my neighborhood
Build a store, and sell their goods
To the county of sips (?)
You know us po niggas: nappy hair and big lips?
Four or five babies on your crotch
And you expect Uncle Sam to help us out?
We ain't nothin' but porchmonkeys
To the average bigot, redneck honky
You say comin' up is a must
But before we can come up, take a look at US
And all y'all dope-dealers...
Your as bad as the po-lice- cause ya kill us
You got rich when you started slangin' dope
But you ain't built us a supermarket
So when can spend our money with the blacks
Too busy buyin' gold an' Caddilacs
That's what ya doin' with the money that ya raisin'
Exploitin' us like the Caucasians did
For 400 years - I got 400 tears- for 400 peers
Died last year from gang-related crimes
That's why I got gang-related rhymes
But when I do a show ta kick some facts
Us Blacks don't know how ta act
Sometimes I believe the hype, man
We're messin' up ourselves and blame the white man
But don't point the finger you jiggaboo
Take a look at yourself ya dumb nigga you
Pretty soon hip-hop won't be so nice
No Ice Cube, just Vannilla Ice
And yall sit and scream and cus
But there's no one ta blame- but US
US ... will always sing the blues
'Cause all we care about is hairstyles and tennis shoes
But if ya step on mine ya pushed a button
"Cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin'
Just like a beast
But I'm the first nigga ta holler out {PEACE, BLACK MAN}
I beat my wife and children to a pulp
When I get drunk and smoke dope
Got a bad heart condition
Still eat hog-mogs an' chitlin's
Bet my money on the dice and the horses
Jobless, so I'm a hope for the armed forces
Go to church but they tease us
Wit' a picture of a blue-eyed Jesus
They used to call me Negro
After all this time I'm still bustin up the chiffarobe
No respect and didn't know it
And I'm havin' more babies than I really can afford
In jail 'cause I can't pay the mother
Held back in life because of my color
Now this is just a little summary
Of US, but yall think it's dumb of me
To put a mirror to ya face, but trust

Top Ice Cube, Stop Snitchin'

Ice Cube (yeah!) Callin from a California state penitentiary
(Let me out this motherfucker)
We got over two million motherfuckers locked up
(Let me out this motherfucker) Stop snitchin
Now how many MC's must get booed
Before somebody say don't fuck with Cube (you know!)
I'll strip you nude (butt-ass) in your living room
Face down, paralyzed from the waist down
I'm a buckin clown, but don't fuck around
Doin movies now, but I'll lay you down
South Central style, pull them thangs out
Don't make a millionare have to send you there
You know the story of the tortoise nigga and the hare
Nigga run nigga run never get there
I'ma walk, fuck a bitch when I get there
Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan
Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on (fuck 'em)
The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (forever)
Forever what the fuck are they yellin?
"Gangsta Gangsta," nigga stop tellin - stop snitchin
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, it's do's and don'ts
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin
Microphone master, super rhyme maker
Gun blaster, who's the life taker (who?)
Who the fuck is a lifetime Laker?
I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Baker
Who the fuck got more than an acre?
In Los Angeles I got to have paper
I'm a nigga, don't talk to my neighbors
Straight asshole, always up in Vegas (yay yay)
Lay it out for these niggaz to follow
Get the point, but these points is hollow
Now this here, is hard to swallow
But if you do it's like hittin the lotto
Little nigga with big bravado
Hit the throttle niggaz hit the bottle
Can give a fuck if they life is hollow
Where the fuck was you, when I rocked the Apollo, bitch?
Ay, who put this thing together? Me, that's who
Who I trust? Who I trust? ME, THAT'S WHO!
Nigga nigga nigga, can't you see
Somehow your words incarcerate me
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Lock me up in my prime, Muhammad Ali
Get out whup yo' ass like Muhammad Ali
Rumble in the Jungle, nigga don't play Dumbo
In the hood nigga known as Columbo
Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble
Spit fluid and swear he didn't do it
Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stewart
She say she had the hoe cookin deep dish
She say Martha fuckin cook fish and eat fish
Westside y'all niggaz got to peep this
That's your weakness, can't keep a secret
Don't say shit, boy that's basic
They want to send a nigga back to the slave ship
Stop snitchin
You can have whatever you choose
But out here, it's don'ts and do's
So after we finish this mission
Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin
Okay, okay
One two, in the place to be
You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homey Swizz Beatz

Top Ice Cube, Steal The Show

Yeah, Steal The Show baby
Ima have to ride the ride the ride
Til' I find a girl to slip inside
Ice Cube aint never been shot
Aint never got got, up in the parking lot
Nigga, Scott Storch will bang the instrumental
South Central here comes the presidential
Pull up jump out the lowrider
A real lyricist nigga fuck a ghostrider
Dance baby im your provider
Yous a fly girl bitch ima spider
Im on that ass like please leave me alone
A few drinks you like please follow me home
I just hope you aint 5150
Thats a crazy hoe even though she pretty
Ice Cube only one el loco
With the volco put your ass in a chold hold
Stone cold oh yeah fuck the Broncos
Raider down, everybody better lay it down
Think im P.G. you must got a squeegy
Are you crazy, down since eazy
Here, shoulders, knees and toes
Work that pussy across the flo'
Shake that body, Steal The Show
Ice Cube bitch im about to blow (Lets go)
Im about to do it like this here
Walk over spit game in this bitch ear
Let her know my name and I got it right here
Girl you know the game can I get a volunteer
Im about to do it like this here
Walk over spit game in this bitch ear
Let her know my name and I got it right here
Plus a pound of weed do I got a volunteer
Goin once goin twice
A nigga nice when I turn off the lights
Tell your friends yo fuck they advice
Cause some time them hoes act like dykes
Cock blockers, pull out your mouth piece
Game over, we up in the range rover
Wake up in the morning with a hangover
Roll over do the whole damn thang over
Ima roller, took her ass back where I drove her
And we still aint sober, motherfucker it still aint hova
Its the super nova, niggas been doin over
Ice Cube been rappin since 84'
About the cocaine streets and the po'-po'
Introduce you to my 6-4 low-low
Yeah the one the just pulled out the mo-mo
Punks jump up to get beat down
Daddy home motherfucker put your feet down
Jump up yall better clean up
Cause I might done pull out this nina
Put your cups up boy if you fucked up
And you got the baddest bitch up in the club
Put your cups up even if she ugly
And it look like the bitch play rugby
We could take me anywhere where the thugs be
When they see me motherfuckers wanna hug me
Its all love cuz, its all love blood
Its all love when them niggas thrownin up the dub
Its all love with the brown and they yellow man
Cause a nigga got money like the jello man
Mo money, yo money, hoe money
Mama didnt raise no dummy learn from me
Cause I could flip shit fast as bisquick
Mr. Butterworth take it for what its worth
I got them low lows flat like pancakes
Sippin on syzzurp Fuck what ya hizzerd
Steal The Show baby
You know a lot of these bitches need an antibiotic
Moxacillin, Penicillin, something with a slin' in it
They want a sugar daddy, they want a man on a fixed income
They want man where they can come over to the old mans house
And go in the back porch and get $30 or $40 every here and there

Top Ice Cube, Steady Mobbin

(c'mon G)
Police, eat a dick straight up
Look here you little god damn nigger, your not gafflin nobody
You fuckin understand me
(kick his ass)
That's right, get down on the god damn ground now
Fuckin move now
(Let me take a shot at him)
We're gonna do you like King
What god damn King
Rodney King, Martin Luther King
and all the other god damn King's from Africa
Look out motherfucker
God damn, the bigger the cap the bigger the peelin
And when dealin with the Lench Mob you gots to know
Steady Mobbin is not just the name of this jam, but a way of life
Bound together by motherfuckers that's known
to break em off somethin, give it to me
Four or five niggaz in a mothership
Better known as a goose and we all wanna smother shit
Bent, front and back glass got tint
Tryin to get our hands on some dollars and cents
And fools can't hold us
Every chance we get, we hittin up the rollers
Comin up short of the green guys
And I might start slangin bean pies
Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month
With "U Can't Touch This" on the front
I'm bout to get rich
Cause life ain't nuttin but money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin
I bust a nut and get up and put on my white Ewings
I'm out the do'
All you might get is a rubber on the floor
Cause I'm ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti
Bitch, cause I'm steady mobbin
Bustin caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
Cause I'm gettin major
Fuck Pac Tel, move to Sky Pager
Told all my friends
Don't drink 8 Ball, cause St. Ide's is givin ends
Fools get drunk and wanna compete
Slapboxin in the street
Niggaz get mad, tempers are flarin
cause they got a few bitches starin
Just for the nappy heads
But scandalous bitches, make for happy Feds
I'm making my duty to cuss em
out, cause I just don't trust em
And if you tell on me I'm bombin on Betty
Bitch shoulda known I was steady mobbin
Since one-time so hot
Got me a stash spot in my hooptie for the glock
And I'm rollin on rims
Eating soul food, and neckbones from M&M;'s
Grumblin like a motherfucker
Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to take a shit
Saw Sir Jinx bailin'
When I hit a left, I moved felon, 'Whattup loc?'
Don't you know that niggaz get smoked
That take they life for a joke, get in nigga
I take you to the pad zoom
Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom
Jumped back in my low rider
Comin out feelin about ten pounds lighter
Went to Bone's house so I can get the gat
Looking for the place where all the hoes kick it at
Lench Mob ain't nuttin but tramps
But hoes lickin us like stamps
One fool brought the music for the yams
But Ice Cube had more amps, get in bitch
Cause I had the jam on
And I don't want to hear shit about a tampon
Give me the nappy and make me happy
The hoe said 'Pappy could you slap me
on the ass hard and fast
and could please try not to leave a gash?'
I said yeah, but I don't play sex
When I'm putting on the latex
Slipped on the condom
Fucked around and dropped the bomb son
And it came out sort of like confetti

Top Ice Cube, We Be Clubbin' (Clark World Remix)

[Featuring DMX]
Dj Clark Kent: What you think gon' happen if I get Ice Cube
to do a joint with the wildest dog on the East Coast? Man
they don't know. Heavyweight Def Jam
Clark World
Cube:
Once again it's on the muthafuckin' psycho
Ice Cube the Don Mega with my nigga DMX
huh A diamond in the rough
punk he gon' stay in the rough
East meets West it's goin' down
Yeah we be clubbin'
we be clubbin'
we be clubbin' we be clubbin' we be clubbin'
I'm in the city bitch we clubbin'
I'm treated like the Presidential motorcade
takin' out the residential global persperation
freaky gyrations close to fornication
Numbers get passed when asked information
intoxication faded inebriated
Designated driver liver than MacGyver
blockin' freaks in all of 'em tens
stallions get them to pile in
Sittin' on 'Lacs bitch we write raps
Backdo' access you gettin' jealous
standin' all in line with designer umbrellas
Bad fellas runnin' with the Eastside Connection
any kind of club with a star check they weapons
Who wanna sex DMX get naked
fuckin' to security show us the exit
Chorus:
Heavy hitters countin' figures
We be Clubbin'
Mixin' blunts and heavy liquors
We be Clubbin'
For all my live ass niggas
We be clubbin'
Fuckin' all them gold diggers
We be clubbin'
Kent: DMX Ruff Riders
DMX:
Grrr grrr
All I do is import to export transport to West port
a nigga still breathin' today 'cause the vest
caught them slugs you sprayed at me now
get at me if you want more
Put a fuckin' hole up in yo' back
so what's the front for?
Come on baby we some noisemakers
catchin' niggas with bricks at am I ??
comin' through Las Vegas
made us wanted dead or alive
on mad niggas hit lists
but ain't a muthafucka come & get this
Witness what's unheard of cold blooded murder
this hot shit'll have you smellin' like a fuckin' ??
and the shell from the twelve is all it takes
to make a nigga spin like twice & then fall
you call for help
but ain't none comin'
The avmen slaughtered the robbery & gun runnin'
and when I'm done gunnin' we all gon' meet up at the club
fuckin' with Cube it's nothin' but love
Nigga What!!
Chorus
Bridge:
New York get ya club on
L.A. get ya club on
Chicago get ya club on
Atlanta get ya club on
DMX:
Fuck that shit
If the dog's off the leash then the dog's gonna bite (rooof)
If the dog's in the ring then the dog's gonna fight (rooof)
If the dog's on the West Coast then I'm fuckin' with Cube
Where them hoes at nigga keep 'em comin' in twos
Cube:
Like Noah I make it wetter the doubleheader
hit that ass like I got a vendetta you know it's better
with the Don Mega shake it off shake it off
take it off take it off and make it soft biotch
DMX:
Uhh, It's all good it's all right
fuck all day fuck all night
Call all my niggas 'cause wherever I go
y'all my niggas East to the West Coast all my niggas
Cube :
Now the East to the West
piece of the best sick of this shit
Added DMX to add grit in this shit
Atlantic to Pacific spittin' this shit
Got love for my niggas that's gettin' a grip
We be clubbin'
Chorus

Top Ice Cube, We Be Clubbin'

Yaeeyaae uh huh uh huh brrr
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I wanna welcome
all y'all broke ass entreponiggas to the Player's Club. Yaeeyaae
Verse 1:
It's packed niggas don't know how to act
we the macks V.I.P's in the back
with a stack of numbers
my niggas like 'em dumber
we oughta get 'em smarter
Baby take my order
The only shark that swim in Henn no water
got ya daughter doin' shit you don't think she oughta
Gave the order to slaughter any ass like that
you know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac Mack 10 (my nigga)
down ta get this mothafuckin' party crackin'
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub
down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae)
show me love
Chorus:
We be clubbin'
everybody likes when the girl
shakes something
Nigga don't pull nothing (That's right)
We ain't dumping
We just bumpin' and bangin'
like it ain't nothing wrong
Get ya club on (We be clubbin')
Ah, we be clubbin'(we be clubbin')
Yaeeyaae (we be clubbin' we be clubbin')
Verse 2:
We gettin' in free so what the fuck now
WSCG just touched down
show a nigga 'round
least take a nigga to the sto'
(Y'all in fo the night?)
Hell no
Security bail slow up in the club
remember when they push & shove
it's only love
Dubs for everybody waitin' on us
and fuck everybody hatin' on us
debatin' on us but we only visitin'
ain't tryin' ta fuck with niggas in lizard skins
I see you watching me, you should watch her
'cause if she sick of yo' shit I'm the doctor watch her
Show her to the car
& see how bad she wanna meet these stars
They know who we are (Where we going?) WESTSIDE
Nigga meet me by the bar
Bridge:
Shake it off shake it off take it off
break it off break it off make it soft (4X)
Brrr (we be clubbin') uhh (uhh) (we be clubbin' 2X)
Verse 3:
Baby beware Ice Cube is on tilt
waitress bitchin' off the drinks my nigga spilt
Everybody's sweatin' like it's Armageddon
1999 party over oops I'ma still grind
Straight from the West put away yo' 9 (click click)
DJ can ya play my shit one mo' time
Goddamn you fine (my nigga speak on it)
she got ass for days (put a week on it)
Now everybody in the world love to go clubbin'
and after the club it's either breakfast or fuckin'
Hope we ain't duckin' from haters in the parking lot
who ain't got nothin' tryin' to prove sumthin
Frontin' we be the niggas who be bluntin'
on our way to the Marriott keep 'em very hot
Westside hittin' hairy cock all night long
Get ya club on!
Chorus
Bridge
Chorus:
We be clubbin'
everybody likes when the girl
shakes something
Nigga don't pull nothing (That's right)
We ain't dumping
We just bumpin' and bangin'
like it ain't nothing wrong
Get ya club on
Homeboys show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
Homegirls show me love up in the club
Security show me love up in the club
Owners show me love up in the club
Waitress' show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
Bartenders show me love up in the club
L.A. show me love up in the club
The Bay show me love up in the club
Chicago show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
St. Louis show me love up in the club
Miami show me love up in the club
New York show me love up in the club
Detroit show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
Houston show me love up in the club
K.C. show me love up in the club
Denver show me love up in the club
D.C. show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
Atlanta show me love up in the club
Memphis show me love up in the club
Dallas show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
I might spend a dub. Bitch!

Top Ice Cube, U Ain't Gonna Take My Life

* Originally appeared as a B-side to Cube's "Wicked" single
Mr. Dirty Harry, you look really scary
With your .357, officer Kevin
Spent 11 years on the force trying to get mine
Head got the flat top, boots got the spit shine
Don't give a fuck about my neighborhood
Just wanna do your eight hours, then hit the showers
Shoot a brother down adn you don't send flowers
Goddamn sherrif, can't wait to tarriff
A chunk of a nigga ass, but watch a nigga blast
And get away nigga fast
You ain't gonna have me face down no more
You ain't gonna have a chance to clown no more
To the boys in blue, I got kids too
Ain't going out like a jigaboo, no no no
On my way to the store
You see me in a Range Rover, now you gotta pull me over
But where oh where is the ticket?
You got your hand on your gun cause you're wicked
You don't like the face of the original man
But you gotta treat me like an individual man
Talk right and I'll talk right back
Show some goddamn respect to the black
Cause I gotta get back to my wife
But I'm sorry, you ain't gonna take my life
Just because you got a badge
Did you think Ice Cube was gonna wave the white flag?
Cracker please, you can yell freeze
I'd rather die standing up than die on my knees
You think you can do anything you want to do
To my crew when you come through, man fuck you
Shooting up South Central
Catch your ass slipping at a rent show
Could have popped you off, one dead cop
But I know you got a wife and a dog named Spot
I show a little mercy cause I'm civilized
Looking through a nigga's eyes at a much bigger prize
But when I saw Rodney it got me so hot
Made me wanna go out and pop me a cop
Cause every time you see me sagging
Here comes the Grand Dragon, in the motherfucking patty wagon
Try to play me like a trick
Sometimes you act like a dick, Mr. Nightstick
Back then, I used to throw my Mack-10
But nowadays you got the black skin
Back then you don't like the voice of a nigga named Ice
But you ain't gonna take my life
You man let's get an understanding
I know that your job is demanding
But I only got me one life to live
You only got about six shots to give
And I got a big AK with a 50-round clip
So why should we trip?
You ain't gonna punk me, so what you trying for?
Ain't no job worth dying for, is it?
Might pay a visit to Petey Wheatstraw
When you stop me on the shore, officer of the law
And if I did something wrong, you can lock me up
Never never never gonna sock me up
So next time you have the urge, all of the sudden
To fuck with a nigga for nothing
Think about me, a brother that's 23
I got a son and a J-O-B
So before you pull your gun, you'd better think twice
Pig, cause you ain't gonna take my life

Top Ice Cube, Three Strikes You In

One mo' strike and I'm through, nigga
Bottom of the ninth swingin, for my life
I'm up at the plate, goin for the gate
They got my moms seated in section eight
Been on deck since my last felony
I'm that 0 for 2 mothafucka
With the Louisville Slugger
Shay Whitie, that left hand punk
is on the mound and he comin wit dat off-speed junk
Its the Westside Hustlaz, vs these LA Pigs
You can say the damned vs the nigs
My little homies in the dugout
They lookin' sad, cuz fourteen niggas done struck-out
My first offense was possession of weed
Now I'm in the major leagues and
that mothafucka Bill Clinton-is a son of a bitch
had the nerve to throw out the first pitch
I'm just tryin' to get rich like Trump
The Home Run king is now in a slump, pass me a hunk
How the fuck can I stay out the pen
When its one-two-three strikes you in
One-two three strikes you in
Now how the fuck a nigga supposed
to stay out the pen, I'm on a blend
of Gin and Hen, everyday of my life
With two strikes it ain't right
He's in the wind-up
Here come the pitch
I swing, aw shit (foul tip)
They felt the chill cuz if I get on first
You know the deal - a niggas gots to steal
Like to steal home and I betcha
That I can run over, the LA Pig catcher
Just because I'm black, wit a bat
They wanna send a nigga back to the warning track
fulla count they say I won't amount to shit
But fool I can hit like Kenny Grit
With a split in my mouth on tha cellular phone
(It's going, going, gone!)
And watch a pitcher get served
You from tha LA Pigs
I know you coming with a curve
Ay batter, batter is the chitter-chatter
I'm the designated hitter, a nigga
much badder, than Babe Ruth
Will I tell the truth and nothing but the truth
Hell yea, I'd rather be shootin' hoops
Cuz a niggas guaranteed to win
Against a bullshit loss and three strikes you in
Take me out to the ballgame
Take me out to the crowd (wha what, wha what)
Another nigga on trial
Keep ya peanuts Jeezuh
And fuck you Cracker Jack
I hope I never come back
I gots to root for my homeboys
If they dont win its a shame
Cuz its one-two-three strikes you in
twenty-five years of pain you know my name
They wanna nigga to run and get hung
high strung, so this pig can win the Cy-Young
I'ma hit this mothafucka a mile
In the batters box, high as Steve Hal
You can't salary cap my gat
No strike, cuz gangsta-rap is on the map
I'm like Satchel Paige wit a gauge
Or Jackie Robinson, when I'm robbin' one
of you Cracker Jacks fool I'm a mothafuckin vet
And fuck yo seventh-inning stretch, so
Take me out to the ballgame,
and see my neighborhood name
In your Ghetto Hall of Fame
Yea (It ain't right)
Playin' people like a game (It aint right)
Human beings, puttin' em in a jar (It aint right)
for double life, triple life (It aint right)
Take me out to the ballgame
Take me out to the crowd (wha what, wha what)
Another nigga on trial
Keep ya peanuts Jeezuh
And fuck you Cracker Jack
I hope I never come back
I gots to root for my homeboys
If they dont win its a shame
Cuz its one-two-three strikes you in
twenty-five years of pain you know my name
You know my name (wha what, wha what)
If I die tonight, you know who did it (you know)
If I ride tonight, you know who did it (you know)
If they sheck me up, you know who did it (don't guess)
If they check my nuts, you know who did it (get 'em)
If they break my bank, you know who did it (yea)
If they pull my rank, you know who did it (get 'em)
If they sock me up, you know who did it (yea)
If they lock me up, you know who did it (get 'em)
If they smear my name, you know who did it
If they kill my game, you know who did it
Remember me (you know who did it)

Top Ice Cube, True To The Game

You know who I'm talking to
Yeah, you that motherfucker that betrayed your homeboys and you ain't
shit
Yeah, you about to get your motherfucking ghetto pass revoked,
motherfucker
Punk-ass mark, bitch-made
Punk-ass trick in a basket
You got caught up in the mix...>
It's the nigga ya love to hate with a new song
So what really goes on
Nothing but a come-up, but ain't that a bitch
They hate to see a young nigga rich
But I refuse to switch even though
Cause I can't move to the snow
Cause soon as y'all get some dough
Ya wanna put a white bitch on your elbow
Moving out your neighborhood
But I walk through the ghetto and the flavor's good
Little kids jumping on me
But you, you wanna be white and corny
Living way out
'Nigger go home' spray-painted on your house
Trying to be White or a Jew
But ask yourself, who are they to be equal to?
Get the hell out
Stop being an Uncle Tom, you little sell-out
House nigga scum
Give something back to the place where you made it from
Before you end up broke
Fuck around and get your ghetto pass revoked
I ain't saying no names, you know who you are
You little punk, be true to the game
[BREAK]
Yeah, you thought we forgot, huh?
Yeah, get a little money and moves out the neighborhood and shit
But you still ain't shit...>
When you first start rhyming
It started off slow and then you start climbing
But it wasn't fast enough I guess
So you gave your other style a test
You was hardcore hip-hop
Now look at yourself, boy you done flip-flopped
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team
They just sent they boss over
Put a bug in your ear and now you crossed over
On MTV but they don't care
They'll have a new nigga next year
You out in the cold
No more white fans and no more soul
And you might have a heart attack
When you find out the black folks don't want you back
And you know what's worse?
You was just like the nigga in the first verse
Stop selling out your race
And wipe that stupid-ass smile off your face
Niggas always gotta show they teeth
Now I'm a be brief
Be true to the game
[BREAK]
I see you got your fancy cars and shit
But you know what?
You still ain't shit
That's right, I caught you slipping
You know I could've gat you
Yeah, but I didn't even trip...>
A message to the oreo cookie
Find a mirror and take a look, G
Do you like what you see?
But you're quick to point the finger at me
You wanna be the big fish, you little guppy
Black man can't be no yuppie
You put on your suit and tie and your big clothes
You don't associate with the Negroes
You wanna be just like Jack
But Jack is calling you a nigga behind your back
So back off genius
I don't need you to correct my broken English
You know that's right
You ain't white
So stop holding your ass tight
Cause you can't pass
So why you keep trying to pass?
With your black ass
Mister Big
But in reality, you're shorter than a midge
You only got yourself to blame
Get a grip, oreo and be true to the game
He continues to live in South Central Los Angeles
And he puts his money into projects that improve the neighborhood...>
Be true to the game!

Top Ice Cube, The Wrong Nigga To Fuck With

God damn, it's a brand new payback
From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black
How many motherfuckers gotta pay
Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK
Caps gotta get pealed
Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will"
It ain't no pop cause that sucks
And you can New Jack SWING on my nuts
Down wit the niggaz that I bail out
I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out
Fuck you Ice Cube, that's what the people say
Fuck AmeriKKKa, still wit hthe triple K
Cause you know when my nine goes buck
it'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
Now let's see who'll drop
Punk motherfuckers tryin to ban hip-hop
Fuck R&B; and the runnin man
I'm the one that stand, with the gun in hand
Make sure before you buck wit duck quick
Punk, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
"I'ma let y'all know one thing man.."
Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em
Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin L.M.
It's the number one crew in the area
Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya
Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
Punks roll when I put in work
cause Lench Mob niggaz are the craziest
And y'all motherfuckers can't fade my shit
South Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell
Hittin fools up with the big ass L
One time can't hold me back
Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs
Stop givin juice to the Raiders
Cause Al Davis, never paid us
I hope he wear a vest
It's all about the L-E-N-C-H y'all know the rest
Motherfuckin crew, motherfuckin mob
Do a motherfuckin job in a motherfuckin squad
In '91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger
And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
"One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and.."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute"
Drop a old school beat!
Like I said, it's a brand new payback
9-91, Let's see who beats the jack
Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller
(Keep the wack beats out) true motherfuckin baller
And hoes can't roll on
Even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta "Hold On"
Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic
I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards
I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blew
goin up against the Zulu
Break his spine like a jellyfish
Kick his ass til I'm smellin shit
Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
And watch the devil start kickin
Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger lickin
Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker
Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick
Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with!

Top Ice Cube, The Shot

[phones ringing, babies crying]
white guy: Hi how ya doin' ?
nurse: Doctor's office, could you hold please? Yes sir can I help you?
white guy: Yes I have a four o'clock appointment, I'm here to get my shot.
nurse: Okay, come right with me.
white guy: This isn't gonna take too long is it?
nurse: Here we are, here have a seat right here.
white guy: Oh great, thanks, thanks.
nurse: The doctor will be right with you, and can I get you anything?
white guy: Uhh maybe a glass of water would be great.
nurse: Okay great.
[door shuts]
white guy: Damn, what is taking so long?
[door creaks open, funky music in the backround]
doctor Ice Cube: Yo wussup?
white guy: Hi how ya doin' ?
doctor Ice Cube: Alright, let's see what we got here uhh, Mr. White huh?
white guy: Yes sir that's me.
doctor Ice Cube: heh, I heard you don't like shots do ya?
white guy: No I sure don't.
doctor Ice Cube: Aww you're a big boy uhh this won't hurt a bit,
jus' uhh turn your head...
white guy: Let's get this over with.
doctor Ice Cube: yeah uhh, rub a little alcohol on there, right here,
for you, and uhh brace yourself!
[click]
[BANG!]

Top Ice Cube, The Product

I was told, cause I didn't witness the whole act
In and out was the movement of the bozack
It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin
Then the nut came gushin
And it was hell tryin to bail to the ovary
With nuttin but the Lord lookin over me
I was white with a tail
But when I reached the finish line, young black male!
One cell made two, and two cells made fo'
and so on, so now I'm a embryo
Then I got a hunch
that I'ma be on lockdown, for nine months
Chillin, with my mother to guide me
And nuttin but a stomach to hide me
from all that worry and bullshit
Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick
cause my time is up and I don't care
With one big push, I'm outta there
June 15th, it's just my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the product
"Ghetto ass nigga, you ain't shit,
and you ain't gon' never be shit!"
I learned how to walk and talk and all that
They put me in school, but it don't matter
Cause I'm sittin in history
Learnin bout a sucker, who didn't give a fuck about me
They try to shape us
But I know Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin rapist
So I stopped payin attention
Ice Cube, headed, straight to detention
Fuck that shit, I roam the hallways
I'm sent home and I don't got all A's
A high school dropout
My father had beef so I tried to knock pops out
But I got tossed, he's the boss
I'm out of there and mad cause I lost
Now bein on my own is a factor
So I become, the neighborhood jacker
Gimme your car, run your jewels
Makin a livin robbin fools
And if I let my nine rang out
You know, it'll make your brains hang out
So what's your fate?
Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate?
The wrong answer is said, the nigga fled
I pump lead, now he's in a puddle of red
And if you got a buck, you're shit out of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin product
"Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job
if you wanna stay in my motherfuckin house"
"Many young men reject the traditional values
that are important to their parents.
Church, school and family
have been replaced by street, turf, and gang."
Twenty-one now, and paid in full
Feelin bad, from all the shit I pulled
on people back in the day
Plus, I got a little baby on the way
So I'm tryin to go straight
I'm with my baby's momma, out on a date
Til the punk ass cops ran my plate
Now I'm on a bus upstate
"Oh, the young nigga done caught a case!"
"Sittin in the mess hall, sayin my grace"
Sent to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the products go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's gettin worn out
of seein young boys gettin they assholes torn out
And then he got shanked with a spoon
And he was 'sposed to get out soon
Is it my fault, he was caught in production
Where a young black life means nothin
Just because, I didn't want to learn your grammar
you say I'm better off in the slammer
And it's drivin me batty
Cause my little boy, is missin daddy
I'm ashamed, but the fact is
I wish pops let me off on the mattress
Or should I just hang from the top bunk
But that's goin out like a punk
My life is FUCKED!
But it ain't my fault, cause I'm the motherfuckin product

Top Ice Cube, Penitentiary

"Attention all nigga rows and nigga hoes
We've decided to rob this motherfucker the legal way
Nobs injecting ourselves to become property on the stock
In the penal system. In the justice system"
Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
As the world turns, it burns while it's spinning
Coming to a fucked-up ending
I can't wait till the day everything in the hood is straight
And I can hit the purty gates
Until then, the pen is unfair
Slave ships in the middle of nowhere (ma)
I lets my goddamn hair grow (ma)
Bellin' in court, lookin' like a scarecrow
On Capital Hill, they them passed a bill
Coming at me with a fucked-up deal (nah)
The judge gave me a 'L'
But y'all can't tell
I wait and cry in my cell
Convicted negro, superhero
Speaker at our house
Takin' lyrics in my mouth
Bitches in the south showin' ass (mm)
Mix a lot, got hoes puttin titties on the glass
We blast in the west for example
And rap about this shit over funkadelic samples
Yo' babies see me kill a fool on TV (Wilson!)
And straight call me a G
Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
Thinkin' of illegal ways to get paid
But it ain't shit, got to be legit
South-central L.A.
You can buy your game from the C.I.A., hey-hey
And South-central L.A.
You can buy your game from the C.I.A. baby
When the evil outweighs the good
And you only give a fuck about rucks
The Earth will self-destruct (Bitch)
Fuck the ozone layer, bitch I'm a playa (Bitch)
Plus we got a black mayor
I get sex when I shows flex (Booom!)
Porbey Rolex (Booom!)
Which hoe is next? (Booom!)
Would you like a piece of me? Not a mate
Calling you a hoe 'cos I'm fucking on the first day (uh)
My world is a one-mile radius
I swear every other hood is the shadiest (uh)
Could the crips and bloods be all rotten
When the trilateral commission is plottin'?
What you gonna do when the Earth erupts?
Some niggaz gettin' nuts outa carafel cups (punk)
Fool you on master's woe
But won't even think about, sucking Bob Doe (punk)
Asshole from the Senate
How can you relate to a project tennant?
Motherfuck you and not the courtman, no corrections
Tryina' get a section of this west-side connection
Just because you gotta stay
You ain't gotta rot away

Top Ice Cube, The Gutter Shit

I been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit
Keep it gangsta y'all, I want to thank you all
Niggas comin' with that bullshit, it's gankin' y'all
We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all
Nigga ball 'till you fall motherfucker thats all
Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work
Turn this motherfucker up unless you goin' to church
Nowadays, crazy ass bitches want they bills paid
But can't even make a good thang of kool-aid (ha ha)
But chicken heads get chicken feed (bahk bakh)
(a) Lil' dick and weed (bahk bakh)
Everything that a chicken need (bahk bakh)
Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock
Make a bitch hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?)
There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber
I'm full of anger, nigga the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when i'm thru, I take your bitch and finger bang her
But if she looks tossed up, i'll slang her
Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin' to spit
But you can't spit it like this
I come equiped to rip, any battle
And leave him strung in his crew
but they put me in the twist like Trump
I can collapse or puncture, the lungs of anyone
Give him a chance to spit his last word, unerve
then he done
20/20 ain't good enough
Rappers they ain't seein' me, this Jay-O Felony
And nobody can stand three of me
Caution keep MC's out of my reach, i'm on a mission
And be gettin' to your fuckin' hide to be called a physician
Immediately, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O)
But loked to choke the shit out a fool, nigga dat's on doo low
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they rich (what?)
Lyin' 'bout they bitch (what?)
Lyin' 'bout they dick (what?)
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they hits (huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they whips (huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they six (yeah)
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they clothes (brrrmmph!)
Lyin' 'bout they hoes (uhh)
Lyin' 'bout they rows (uhh)
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they house (punk!)
Lyin' about they clout (yeah)
Lyin' up in they mouth (yeah yeah)
It's the Mah-hurage-ny, my niggas; kamekaze
Illuminaughty, bitch hoes in they body
We the riders, we push like mahz-er-aties
Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties
Fuck the party, come on, my niggas focus
We the richest, pretend that we the brokest
Niggas notice, as soon as you're checking quotas
We the coldest, so go and tell the rollers (biotch!)
Who dat? next out the game, in blue kahks
Gangsta's the name, niggas wonderin' how I do that
By the thug way, package and transportin' the drug way
Only means of makin' a livin', the Crip and Blood way
I'm on grates when i'm grindin'
I'm on stakes when i'm dinnin'
And on sunday's on the wine
Is you can't calm the savage beast (never)
And I can make your birds rise like geese, K-Mac tell 'em
You sell 'em, I swell 'em, loke (sell 'em loke)
Hard or soft determines how much a nigga sell 'em for
We got the fish scale texture (fish scale)
Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
Dub that shit to death with this dub thang
Only a few niggas left with this love mang
So we cop together (yeah), put it in the beeker
Rock together (uhh), claim blocks together
And fuck cock together, nigga (brrrph!)
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit
Look in my eyes
I see the dollar sign dogg, and my dick start to rise
Got to handle money, got to stack the money (tell 'em)
Buzzin' like a bee cuz I crave for the honey
Million dollar tickets make bitches look wicked
So you innocent hoes, ain't got to like ta kick it
I know you knows (uhh), cuz now my decimals (yep)
Done fiend for the green, keep you itchin' in your panty hose
Your eyes full of gleem (brrrmmph!)
You wanna get on my team, and live my dream
Captain of the ship is what i'm boastin'
Hit the three wheel motion, i'm the shit when i'm coastin' (uh huh)
Down the boulevard, flossin' hard
Lights hit the chrome, don't go lick 'em like a movie star
Money makes me a savage (what it do?)
Shit, I brake down the world for the cabbage (Squeek Rule)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit

Top Ice Cube, The Nigga Of The Century

Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be?
--when i'm big i wanna be a thug--
--you wanna be a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah)
What choo know (about) a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah)
You wanna see the bad guy?!
Look at Ice Cube (yeah yeah), that's the bad guy!
You need people like him, can point cha fingas!
Huh?! (yeah yeah) the fuck you know about this shit?!
You ready to die?! O - K A Y
Where is that, you ready?
Cuz they ain't touch the bad guy!!! oKay?--
I'm the nigga of the century
--oh, so zhuu a bad guy, c'mon prove it
c'mon, you think you bad?
How bad you are?!--
I'm the nigga of the century
-c'mon lets see how bad you are
c'mon bad guy! C'MOAWNL!!!--
We the worsest, all purpose
You want murderers?
well you Serve us, hattin' motherfuckers with curb dust
You heard us, don't shit make us nervous
Not even when these fuckin' feds try to serve us
Mention me, when you write it in your history
As a nigger with the key to the mistery
Grand motta ain word don't mean shit to me
Who gives a fuck what they think, and what they see
Live how i got to live
Give what i got to give
Teach my kids positive, as well as the negative
Hope to raise better kids
The world needs a seditive, pray to god that we let him live
--Cuz you bad guy!--I'm the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!--
All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!--
It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--You better mention me!--
I'm the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!--
All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!--
It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
A nigga told me to keep hope alive
Survive, and 95 'ill get you paradise
So i tried, nigga had to swallow his pride
But look into my eyes, i'm too wise to cook fries
Twelveth grade graduation, summer vacation
Mama said get the facin' on them applications
Didn't know back then, i was too young
Public school made me dumb as a motherfucker
What should i do in my life
Reverend Price, do you got some advice
Before i roll the dice
A nigga don't wanna shoot craps, cuz it ain't all fun and games
When you tryin' to get that money mang
Gangbang, maintain or slang cane
T.V. got a nigga where he can't use his brain
What the fuck you talkin' bout, choose or loose
Bitch i don't know the motherfuckin' rules! (for real)
--Cuz you bad guy!--I'm the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!--
All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!--It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--You better mention me!--
I'm the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!--
All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!--
It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
Who am i when it's do or die
You can see a man's sould thru the human eye
Can't spend all your lifetime gettin' high
Cuz you and i got to do, for you and i
Acktin' wild as a jevenile
Now my whole life depends on the outcome of a trial
Wait-pow! these people ain't playin' now
Got to bring 85 percent of the time now
Fuck that, rather roll with the ruff pack
In the jet black, listenin' to ruff rap
See it's quite simple, you bitches ass niggas don't know
What i've been thru, the weather's presedential
The warfare's mental, i sell my soul to the lord
For the perfect instrumental
And the number two pencil
And all the hussle found in chromasones of my kinfolk
--Cuz you bad guy!--I'm the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!--
All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!--It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--You better mention me!--
I'm the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!--
All you niggas better mention me
--Me that's who!--
It ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me
--yeah, ok ok ok ok, call loko take it easy mang, choo got it!
Choo leave it the fuckin' illest nigga to fuckin' shit you!
Dess no problem withs that! gawn'na fuck dat!
June have a fuckin' heart attack
It's over! EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW!
It's no fuckin' secret
Joo know dis motherfucker, O - K A Y ?!!
It's over! that's it, die !!!
BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!!--
I got that bomb...bomb...tit-tit...
Tity-tit...tity-tity...tity bomb...bomb...bomb

Top Ice Cube, Robin Lench

[Cube]:What The Fuck?
[Lench]:Hey Faggot Or Nigga
[Cube]:Hey Slut

Top Ice Cube, Raised in the Hood

Produced By Warren "Baby Dub" Campbell
Cube takes it back to the hood for a second talking about all of the things he used to do and how much of a great time he had doing it. The hook sounds like some high-pitched chicken heads repeatedly saying, "We know."

Top Ice Cube, Record Company Pimpin'

Please listen to my demo
A nigga told me, the record company's the pimp
The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner
And the audience is the trip, god damn
Incredible young nigga, you can't belive i'm just one nigga
God damn i've gotten bigger
Intellect superior,
Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior
If you look me in my eyes
You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul
Grab ahold
Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think
If you wink, i'll make you ich think
Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter
Shotgun enima, this ain't no cinema
All praises due to the creator
--for this man here, that can't no nigga stand near--
True, inventor of the double-you
What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue
Show me one nigga dedicated to raps
I'll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps
Record company death traps settin' decoys
Just to pimp young b-boys
With a cup full of yak, studio contact
Maniac with a contract
Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' treble
About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level
Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in
And take all my publishin', god damn
Do i take it up the rectum
Just to rock the spectrum
Give up a right arm, just to do a form
Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin'
No more, record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more No more No more No more
You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you)
You ain't pimpin' me (please listen to my demo)
I ain't pimpin' you (please listen to my demo)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you)
I'ma keep it simple, it went from "please listen to my demo"
To "get your ass out my limo"
Stretch presidential
It's essential cuz the record company will have your ass in a rental
If you let 'em, You have to behead 'em
Contracts you never read 'em
CEO's you never met 'em
Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney
Nigga that's his lawyer, ain't got nothin' for ya
Treat ya like they emloy ya, i'm a warrior
Bite you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya
When they ignore ya cause, you got to hold your balls
Catch a motherfucker slippin' in bathroom stalls
And then you show 'em that you ain't a rookie
Let 'em know that you'd rather have, more points than more pussy
Pimp turned bookie
Now how the fuck i get in so much debt
God damn, we just met
Welcome to the rap game
Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin'
You can be the star and fuck women
I'ma just play the back and keep winnin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more No more No more No more
You ain't pimpin' me (please listen to my demo)
I ain't pimpin' you (please listen to my demo)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (i got to holla at you, holla at you)
You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you)
It went from please listen to my demo
To get your ass out my limo
Mama's, don't let your kids grow up to be rappers
Unless you tell them if they gonna get in this buisness
They better learn this buisness
Or they goan get fucked
Simple as that

Top Ice Cube, Really Doe

"Ain't nobody talkin when I'm talkin fellas so shut the fuck up!"
"And who the fuck are you?"
Ohh.. steppin up in my motherfuckin uhh..
Chuck Taylors, Knick kickers, Wallabee's, ??
On my ass I got the umm.. um.. khakis, 501's
On my back I got the uhh.. sweatshirt
You know, with the fat three creases
Uhh, my t-shirt, Slingshot, uhh.. khaki shirt
Umm, and I got the K-cutter, in my, in my pocket
Uhh, got the afro, the braids
Motherfuckin uhh, rollers
"You got to believe, somethin.."
And I just ask my motherfuckin self, uhh
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
To G or not to G, is the question
And like Smith told Wesson
I'm shady with the .380 old school diploma
I'll leave that ass in a coma, so
If you got a herringbone, _Welcome to the Terrordome_
Two-eleven, sorry Reverend
Oh my god, gettin robbed
Reach for the small, "Atomic Dog"
Hard to swallow, janky as Rollo
Count to ten, and don't try to follow
Cause just like Waco, I can take fo' --
-- ATF, to they death
Bust a left on Western, go and get a room
Don't want to be a felon like Stacey Koon
Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, here we go
Tap that ass like this - really doe
"You got to believe, somethin.."
West Side Lench Mob
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
Cause I'm a mother-fuckin..
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
Thirty in a holdin tank, catch the vapors
Make me a pillow out of toilet paper
Concrete bench kickin off the hemorrhoids
Ese's deep, don't fuck with dem boys
Phone check, co-llect call from the baller
Her mama said please don't call her
Do-Wah-Diddy, far from +New Jack City+
Seen one of my peers, "What the fuck you doin in here?"
He said, "One-eighty-seven on the enemy"
And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!
Deputy bitch thinks she's the Queen Bee
Ink on my thumb, index, and pinky
"Sir, what set you from?" Play dumb
"General popu-la-tion"
Mama put your house up, and I can bounce up
out this motherfucker, that's why I love ya
Out like a boss, with a half-pint of sauce
Got the shit sewed up like Betsy Ross
What a friend know? Buy some indo
Never fuck with a silly ho - really doe
"You got to believe, somethin.."
Really doe, bitch
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
God damn I'm a motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
Yup, that's right
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
God damn I'm a..
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll kill you quick
You sucker-for-love-ass trick
So don't run up, wit ya gun up
Cause I got the back breaker, double pump rump shaker
Cause we can play hookie in the _Aqua Boogie_
With concrete Nikes, ya gets no stripes
Livin unforgiven with the mic on
And punks runnin like roaches with the light on
And that's all the shit I'm startin
Bust a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on Martin
You lookin for a punk with benefits
cause you got a baby, that take many shits
And you know I got a grip like a baby on a tit
Scopin hopin, thighs open
But I kick back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie slow
Hooker hoe - really doe
"You got to believe, somethin.."
Ice Cube, yup
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
God damn I'm a motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
Really doe - West Side
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
Motherfuckin O, motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
East Side
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
"You got to believe, somethin.."
South.. Side
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
G, G, G, motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
North Side
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
"You got to believe, somethin.."
"I got to believe in me.."

Top Ice Cube, Pushin' Weight

Yeah, yeah
Blaze one for the nation
Brrrrr
Brrrrr
Brrrrr
I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
Can you dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
Thru this hate retaliate, it's official
I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb
When I hit you
Push the issue
My ghetto dope is amazin
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder
The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough
And baby ain't old enough
For this game I'm rollin up
De-zamn it feels good to be the don
Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti just sit
A yeah yeah
I push rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like weight
I hold zone like a Corleone
No more fuckin with that homegrown
Hit the shit we on
The rolleo's and the baggetts
You still fuckin with them faggets
We turn haters into maggets
Oak on the dash, but no coke on the hash
You broke ass niggas learn to mash, like me
Constantly, put the hustle down
With four or five niggas that's musclebound
Send your head to the taxidermist
Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a thermos
You got to earn this, you can't take it
Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots to visit
Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega
Walkin with my entourage, I think I'm betta, makin chedda
You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the flag
You betta get back, everybody wanna do it like me
I got it made, been makin rap money since the tenth grade
(Ch-ching)
(since the tenth grade)
(Ch-ching)
(What you need)
I keeps a firm grip on my shit when in transit
Uncandid, it's the young bandit
Fresh out the trenches, the wood works
City of the ?Tempeon?, where the hoods lurk
In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks
From shattered glass, down the pig locks
Want tips by the clock
You niggas scramblin for fouyan
And settle for crumbs and croutans
I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed killas
Bitch niggas get swallowed by the armadillos
Ain't no harmin me, the army full honary niggas you can't see
So while you pace bitches and saturns livin jenky
I hangs with niggas who got patterns on they hankey
After Ben Frankeys, with the big skullen eyes
You niggas bound and nullified
Sit back and mine stack it multiply
A yeah yeah
I push rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like weight
A yeah yeah
I push rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like weight
Ask about me
Worldwide baby
Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah)
Ice Cube makin more money in the rap game
Than some of you can (A yeah yeah) with a bird in your hand
Puttin it down
We wanted in fifty states for this weight
(A yeah yeah)
Pushin rhymes like weight
Pushin rhymes like weight
(A yeah yeah)
Yeah, blaze one for the nation
(A yeah yeah)
You know my name
You know my name
(A yeah yeah)
You know my name
Yeah, some of you fools just got in it
and think you gonna change the game
You ain't changin nothin
I been doin this, I been doin this
Ask about me

Top Ice Cube, Robbin' Hood (Cause it Ain't All Good)

"My job is to tell it like it is.."
[Ice Cube]
See who the fuck I'ma jack today
Nigga broke, shit
and it's early in the mornin
"Today I'm going to tell you the story of Robin Hood"
[Ice Cube]
At last, grab my ski-mask out the closet
Now let's see how big did my balls get?
I brush my teeth - it takes a thief
Swervin, cause I'm tryin to roll up the chronic leaf
At a stop sign, I take a hit and hold it on
I cough (*cough cough*) now I'm off
Drivin down the two-lane highway
It's all bad, thinkin bout shit I never had
Pass through the W.S. (neighbor-hood)
Knowin I can do my best in Westwood
Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie
He sticks up his finger like, "Fuck me"
Now I gotta to follow him HOME, with my CHROME
Send him to the Twilight ZONE, it's ON
Niggaz say I'm gone cause I'm fuckin with the rich
(say what?) but they all full of bitch (yeah)
Don't need a snitch, so I'm rollin solo
in a straight bucket, no it ain't a low-low
He pulls up to a seven bedroom, eight bath
Oh yeah! He's got to feel the wrath
Pistola to the neck, devil turn off the Westec(?)
and when you're rollin have mo' respect (bitch)
Tied his ass up and took everything I could
A nigga straight robbin, mobbin, back to the hood
Chorus: Ice Cube (repeat 2X)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of..
.. robbin hood, cause it ain't all good)
[Ice Cube]
Since two-eleven is my favorite number
fuck squabbin, cause I be +Robin+ like the Boy Wonder
"Holy Bandit!" Leave yo' ass stranded and you know that
Unhook the LoJack, cellular phone under the flo' mat
(Uh) They wanna say that it's federal
Actin like your ninety-five Coupe, is headed fo'
Beirut they wanna shoot me like a terrorist
but I don't give a FUCK, cause I'm takin care of this
Trigger finger got blisters
Heard from your sisters, you be rollin on the twisters
Now when we meet, I can make your heart beat..
.. and make you feel, so neat
Or you can get us fifteen
twenties out the ATM, I'll take all of them (give 'em up)
I'm king of the Slim Jim, it's the incredible
Nine-oh-two-one-oh, is where I'm headed foe
Don't need no Merry Men, I fuck around and bury them
(POW!) if they told, what I stole (uh)
Motherfuckers got to know that I'm lethal
Steal from the rich, and slide it to my people
Chorus 1/2
[Ice Cube]
I stalk, rich ass people like Hudson Hawk
Bitch don't talk, let's take a walk
Nigga got nuttin to lose, you know the rules
The purse and the jewels or the eleven o'clock news
Which one? Magnum gun to the titties
Makin scared devils, move from my city
with the strong-arm, fuck the long arm of the law
Bitch count to ten and forget who you saw (hurry up)
Had to clock her with the handle, cause
your husband's a thief with an S&L; scandal
Don't feel bad if you're stuck up, ahhhh
Nobody move, nobody get - shut the fuck up!
I'm nervous, quick to serve this
heat in yo' meat, make your blood skeet
A nigga just tryin to get on his feet
So hurry up rich bitch, before I twitch
She said, "Don't rape me, and don't kill me"
Nigga don't want to fuck, yo' filthy ass
Just give me the cash and we good
All I wanna do is rob you on my way to the hood
Chorus
Chorus: Ice Cube
All my niggaz love (the adventures of)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of..
.. robbin hood, cause it ain't all good)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of)
All my niggaz love (the adventures of..
.. robbin hood, cause ain't SHIT good, YEAH!)
"You know somethin Robin?" (8X)
"You know somethin Robin? You're takin too many chances."
"You must be joking!"
"You're takin too many chances."
"You must be joking!"

Top Ice Cube, Pimp Homeo

{woman} Pimp Homeo, Pimp Homeo...
{Cube} Hey, Julie-ho!
{Woman}I am but $300 short, thy Pimp. First know my ass is tired, thy
Pimp Homeo.
Be this hour, I have done weeping. Thy have poppeth my
cootchie 'til I can't poppeth
No more!
{Cube} Oh, tis! Thy have a reason to smack a cramp in that ass.
{Woman}Have patience, Pimp Homeo, have patience! Homeo, I have a very
vuluptuous vagina,
and titties teetering on timelessness. And a ass the size
of Alaska.
{Cube} Well, bitch, thy get my money.

Top Ice Cube, My Skin Is My Sin

f/ W.C.
* Originally appeared as a B-side to Cube's "Really Doe" single
Motherfucker, you'd better break yourself...
[Ice Cube]
My skin is my sin, look at my complexion
Section 8, erection great
Balls like Ru Paul and a big fat plank
Get you higher than a Spike Lee joint
See I'm a chicken hawk and I'm hunting chicken and watermelon
It ain't nothing but hard time bailing
Just got a misdomener
Cause I got a deuce-five, and I'm black as Sarafina
Get the hell out Somolia, we didn't call y'all
I can't wait till I can kill all y'all
Fuck Reggie Denton and Jimmy (Johnny) Cochran
Damn I couldn't get close enough to sock him
I plead guilty your honor
Cause I dissed the Pope more times than Sinead O'Connor
Huh huh, cool, like Butthead and Beavis
Truer than the Mack but I'm downer than he is
And that police chief named Willie
Can take his motherfucking ass back to Philly
Dropped a bomb on a crew named "Move"
Years ago, here's a hoe
That's ready to stop me, they think I'm Khadafi
Rolling in a six-tre jalopy
They want to give me ten in the pen cause I'm smelling like Hen
My skin is my sin
My S-K-I-N is my S-I-N ("Burning our black skin") (Repeat 2x)
[Ice Cube]
I Get Around like Tupac, just bought a new glock
And I want what you got
So please give it up so I can live it up
Just like the rich but I still eat grits
I don't know karate
But I can still beat the dog shit out of Nazis
You claim you want to put in work
Plotting to blow up a church
See you devils are all the same
You'll gun down a congregation in Jesus' name
Using me as a scapegoat, well cracker don't sleep
Far from a goat, more like a black sheep
Lamb of God, and it's odd
That Allah is a man that don't need a tan
And you can't stand when I talk like that
And why do black men have to walk like that?
Cause we swing low like a chariot
And now I got Harriet all on my dick
Cause my shoe size is much bigger than a motherfucking 10
My skin is my sin
My S-K-I-N is my S-I-N ("Burning our black skin") (Repeat 2x)
[W.C.]
Who's that janky-ass nigga with last?
Standing like a G pissing on America's flag
Dub C, the nigga from Westside
Westide Maad Circle bailing with a double barrel
Cause uh, my skin is my sin
And all I need is knowledge of self and ammunition is my best friend
When it's time to roll nigga, we ain't calling on Jesus
I'm calling Mad Dog for the 9 millimeters
Cause I give the song with those peckerwoods to the fullest
And a bitch by the name of America's on it
The same bitch that jacked my forefathers
And the Indians took my motherfucking religion
Place a holy Bible in my hand, but for what?
Like Jim Kelly said, "You try to set me up?" Shit...
I'm too slick for your lies in disguise
When will you devils open your eyes and realize?
Like Pepsi, niggas got a new generation
And we don't want your American education
Ain't no brain washing this way
Fuck America, Tom Meztger, and KKK
And to the cracker named J.B. Stoner
Don't let me catch you on no corners
I see you on TV talking more shit
But just like your punk-ass anscestors, you's a bitch
You's a bitch if I ever saw one
Grand Wizard bring your ass on Imperial so we can get physical
And watch God show and prove
Not only mentally but physically the black man rules
So run devil run, you's to best start running
Because the niggas are coming, oh, the niggas are coming
And ain't no way you gon' win
Cause I come from a tribe of O.G.'s and my skin is my sin
My S-K-I-N is my S-I-N ("Burning our black skin") (Repeat 2x)

Top Ice Cube, My Loved One

featuring Mr. Short Khop
[Cube]
Nigga ain't tryin' to do too much
All I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (yaaeyae)
spend a hun' on my loved ones (yaeeyae)
make a run with my loved ones
My relatives & my cousins
(repeat w/)
I like to get down with my peoples & my folks
my dogs & my locs the room filled with smoke (brr)
I got these Crip niggas talkin' to the Bloods
& niggas ain't spreadin' slugs but spreadin' love (yeah)
it's the thang we do since ' 92
What's the use of you killing me & me killing you?
We at the picnic off the liquid
we the illest in town & nobody gets sick
heard these freaks don't get along
cause one hair is short & one's is long
The dick don't care 'bout no hair
what you talkin' 'bout? We can work it out
when you with me nigga all the drinks on the house
All I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
spend a hun' on my loved ones
make a run with my loved ones
My relatives & my cousins
[S.K.] What you wanna do?
All I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
spend a hun' on my loved ones
make a run with my loved ones
My relatives & my cousins (yaeeyae)
[S.K.] What they hittin' fo Cube?
[Cube]
Oh you wanna pay the price
I'm like Poltergeist when I get ya dice
I make 'em do thangs
man I got the Method like Wu-Tang
have you niggas changin' like mood rings
So we should kick back on this six pack
where them bitches at with the fifth of yak (cognac)
(Oh they went to get some food too)
I know the people that you came with
& hang with but who's you?
[S.K.]
They call me Short Khop
I'm the nigga in the bathroom with
2 bitches & the do' locked (You??)
I know you famous & I must be buzzin'
but can't nobody give head like yo' cousin (ah fuck you)
All I wanna do is have fun with yo' loved ones
spend a hun' with yo' loved ones
make a run with yo' loved ones
Yo' relatives & yo' cousins (ha haa)
(What you wanna do?)
All I wanna do is have fun with yo' loved ones
spend a hun' with yo' loved ones
make a run with yo' loved ones
Yo' relatives & yo' cousins
[Cube]
Now be careful on yo' way home
you know it's on with the police
they can't see a nigga get no peace
They pull you over never carin' if you drunk or sober
they wanna fuck with yo' nuts
call yo' baby momma sluts put you in cuffs
In the Afterworld yo' ass gon' get touched
We see you later workin' for them haters
fuckin' space invaders comin' up the elevators
to 304 damn that's my suite
why you bammin' on the fuckin' do' & holdin' heat
Bring yo' ass in come on have a seat
we can meet over somethin' to eat
Muthafucka
Cause
All I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
spend a hun' with my loved ones
make a run with my loved ones
My relatives & my cousins
(What you wanna do?)
All I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
spend a hun' with my loved ones
make a run with my loved ones
My relatives & my cousins
(It's on me& you)
C: I ain't fuckin' with no niggas that don't love me bitch
Fuckin' with y'all muthafuckas.
We through with the bullshit.
Kick rocks nigga if you with that bullshit kick rocks
All I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
My relatives & my cousins
Connect Gang he hah Connect Gang
Put it down like this...
put it down like this & never ever miss

Top Ice Cube, No Vaseline

Got damn, I'm glad ya'll set it off.
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
and now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight bozos.
I saw it comin', that's why I went solo.
And kept on stompin',
when ya'll mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton.
Livin' with the whites, one big house,
and not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough.
White man just rulin'.
The Niggas With Attitudes -- who ya foolin'?
Ya'll niggas just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;
Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me.
Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most,
you could yell all day but you don't come close.
Cuz you know I'm the one that flown,
ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'll disgrace the C-P-T.
Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
with no vaseline...
"Now you're gettin' done without vaseline..." [3x]
"Damn, it feels good to see people...on it"
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin',
who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You're gettin' fucked real quick,
and Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
but Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked,
now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls,
cuz I heard you're, like, givin' up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
gettin' money out your ass, like a mothafuckin' Ready Teller.
Givin' up the dollar bills,
now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don't believe what Ren say,
cuz he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte,
but I got a whip for ya Toby;
used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me.
It's a case of divide-and-conquer,
cuz you let a Jew break up my crew.
House nigga gotta run and hide,
yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don't front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.
Broke as a mothafuckin' joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart,
and they rippin' your asshole apart.
By takin' your green, oh yeah,
the Villain does get fucked with no vaseline.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys.
You little maggot; Eazy E turned faggot.
With your manager, fella,
fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree.
With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...
till that Jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
dumb nigga, what you thinkin' bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
Cuz you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew
with a white Jew tellin' you what to do.
Pullin' wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.
With a midget who's a punk too,
tryin' to fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you.
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night.

Top Ice Cube, Mental Warfare

[Ice Cube]
I love the sound of gangsta shit in the mornin'
[Some guy]
Bitch you know the size
World motherfucking wide
[Ice Cube]
You ain't got to be in the pen to be in prison
You in the prison of your mutherfuckin' mind
[Some guy]
What kinda time we got up here?
[Ice Cube]
15:30 am
Everything is real on this concrete and steel
Everything is real on this concrete and steel
The warfare is mental
The warfare is mental
[Some guy]
Supreme gangster shit
We dream gangster shit
[Ice Cube]
Now I wanna see if you punk mutherfuckers is paying attention
I love the sound of gangsta shit in the mornin'

Top Ice Cube, My Summer Vacation

This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
They trying to stop it
So what the fuck can I do to make a profit?
Catch a flight to St. Louis
That's cool, cause nobody knew us
We stepped off the plane
Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
Rented a car at wholesale
Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
Cause where we stayin, niggaz look shady
But they can't fade South Central
Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
Checkin out every block close
Seein which one will clock the most
Yeah this is the one no doubt
Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out
Ay ay man, whassup nigga?
Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga!
Now clearin em out meant casualties
Still had the L.A. mentality
Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin in the Valley
Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
And we ain't on edge when we do work
Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
Getting bitches and they can't stand a
Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
Now the shit's like a war
of gang violence, where it was never seen before
Punks whirl when the gat bust
Four jheri curl niggaz kickin up dust
And some of them are even lookin up to us
Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
Giving up much love
Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of
But other motherfuckers want to stand strong
So you know the phrase, once again it's on
Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings
have migrated into East St. Louis
leaving three dead and two others injured
No arrests have been made
Police say this is a nationwide trend
with similar incidents occuring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
(female voice repeating in background:
"If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere")
BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
Shooting in snowy weather
It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
Fuckin police got the four-one-one
that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
Now the shit's gettin tricky
Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin
Put his glock to my chest as I paused
Went to jail in my motherfuckin drawers
Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck
And the public defender ain't givin a fuck
The fool must be sparkin
Talkin about a double life plea bargain
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride don't like Northside
And it's a riot if any more niggaz die
No parole or probation
Now this is a young man's summer vacation
No chance for rehabilitation
Cause look at the motherfuckin years that I'm facin
I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up

Top Ice Cube, Look Who's Burning

Hey but what you're doing up here anyway nigga?
Man I came up to get some rubbers man what you're doing up here?
I came up here to get a physical you know for my job
you gotta get a physical and shit
really?
Ah that's me right there hey man you stay up man
be careful and shit you know...
Thug Brown?
yeah?
How can I help you?
Ah... yeah I like to get a physical and shit
We don't give physical here
Oh you don't?
-No, all we test for is (??), herpes, syphilis and gonorrhea
I like to see a doctor
-What's the matter, you're burning?
Verse one:
I went to the free clinic, it was filled to capacity,
Now how bad can a piece of ass be?
Very bad, so I had to make the trip,
and thank god I didn't have the drips.
I was there so a ho' couldn't gimme that,
just to get twenty free jimmy hats.
Now look who I see,
ain't that... yeah, that's the bitch from up the street.
With the big, fat tail,
who always told Cube to go to hell.
She thought she was wiser,
now she's sitting in the waiting room, burning like (Keith Miser?).
Yeah I see ya,
first Miss Thang, now Miss Gonorrhea.
Man it's a trip how the world keeps turning,
It's 1991, and look who's burning.
Verse two:
Now everybody is a victim, you can go see 'em,
and you'll hear more claps than the Coliseum.
Sitting there all quiet and embarrassed,
whoop, there goes that bitch who was careless.
I remember she wouldn't give the cock,
to anybody who lived on the block.
Now ho', look what you got,
bring that big ass over for the shot.
'Cause somebody is (?) hot,
dripping like a faucet, I'm glad I didn't toss it.
Got you a college boy who was worse than me,
and he probably fucked the whole university.
Still wanted him to dick you down, kick you down,
with some bucks, now who got fucked?
With a nigga for the money he's earning,
but ask for some water bitch, and look who's burning.
Verse three:
Yo, it ain't my fault you got the hibbie-jibbies,
but you still try to act like you didn't see me.
So I walk over, and say "hi",
bitch, don't try to act surprised.
You should've put a sock on the pickle,
and your pussy wouldn't be blowing smoke signals.
Man, this is gonna kill 'em,
guess who got a big fat dose of penicillin.
They all ask "who?", and I tell 'em "you,
the new leader of the big booty crew."
And after the day, I'm sorry to say,
you come to the neighborhood, you couldn't give it away.
To a nigga, who's out to get major paid,
but you'll have him, pissing out razorblades.
But a bitch like you,
will be returning with the HIV, RIP.

Top Ice Cube, Look Who's Burnin'

Ay but, what you doin up here anyway nigga?
Man I came up to get some rubbers man, what you doin up here?
No shit? Man, I came up here to get a physical
You know for my job, you gotta get a physical and shit, but..
Really?
Philip Brown to the front desk - Philip Brown
Aw that's me right there, hey man you stay up man!
Philip Brown!
Be careful and shit you know...
Awright then homey!
Philip Brown?
Yeah?
Can I help you?
Ahh, ah-uh-yeah, I'd like to get
I'd like to get a physical
We don't give physicals here
Oh you don't?
No, all we test for is VD, herpes, syphillis and gonorrhea
I'd like to see a doctor
What's the matter, you BURNING?
Huh??
"Stepped out my house, stopped short, oh no.."
"Why is my thing-thing burnin like this?"
You BURNING?
"Stepped out my house, stopped short, oh no.."
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"
I went to the free clinic, it was filled to capacity
Now how bad can a piece of ass be?
Very bad, so I had to make the trip
and thank God, I didn't have the drips
I was there so a hoe couldn't gimme that
Just to get - twenty free jimmy hats
Now look who I see
Ain't that... yeah, that's the bitch from up the street!
With the big fat tail
who always told Cube to go to hell
She thought she was wiser
Now she's sittin in the waitin room, burnin like heat-mizer
Yeah I see ya
First Miss Thang, now Miss Gonorrhea
Man it's a trip how the world keeps turnin
It's 1991, and look who's burnin
"Does it get you hot?"
"It's got me hot!"
"This is a girl playin hard to get.."
"Burnin up, burnin!"
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"
Now everybody is a victim, you can go see 'em
and you'll hear more claps than the Coliseum
Sittin there all quiet and embarrassed
Whup - there go that bitch who was careless
I remember - she wouldn't give the cock
to anybody who lived on the block
Now hoe, look what you got
BEND THAT BIG ASS OVER for the shot
Cause somebody is pipin hot
Drippin like a faucet, I'm glad I didn't toss it
Got you a college boy, who was worse than me
and he probably fucked the whole university
Still wanted him to dick you down, kick you down
with some bucks, now who got fucked?
With a nigga for the money he's earnin
but ask for some water bitch, and look who's burnin
"Does it get you hot?"
"Can you get that?"
"This is a girl playin hard to get.."
"Burnin up, burnin!"
"Why is my thing-thing burnin like this?"
"It burns.."
"Fitfully, sputteringly to it's end.."
{aww shit!!}
".. at which there is, a little surprise"
{That stupid ass..}"BITCH!!!!"
Yo, it ain't my fault you got the heebie-jibbies
but you still try to act like you didn't see me
So I walk over, and say "Hi,
bitch, don't try to act surprised!"
You shoulda put a sock on the pickle
and your pussy wouldn't be blowin smoke signals
Man, this is gonna kill 'em
Guess who got a big fat dose of penicillin?
They'll ask, "Who?", and I tell 'em you
The new leader of the big booty crew
And after the day, I'm sorry to say
You come through the neighborhood, you couldn't give it away
To a nigga, who's out to get major paid
but you'll have him, pissin out razorblades
But a bitch like you..ll be returnin with the H-I-V, R.I.P.
"You can't trust a big butt and a smile.."
"I'm burning up!"
"You can't trust a big butt and a smile.."
"You can't trust a big butt and a smile.."
"I'm burning up!"
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"
".. done stuck my duck in?"
"I'm burning up!"

Top Ice Cube, 24 Wit An L

*Originally appeared as a B-side to Cube's "Check Yo Self" single
24 with an L, 24 years old and I got life in this motherfucker...
24 with an L as I bail through the concrete, shit is kinda deep
Deep, deeper than Atlantis, you got to know who the man is
L.A. better known as Pelican's Bay
The ghetto bird's got the word from the stool pigeon
A bird in the hand can't beat a chicken
There ain't no warden (shit)
Just broken glass fucking up my Jordans
Twice upon the time in the projects
I done got jacked for my Rolex
But I keep going, let it pass
Cause the swap meet got a sale on ski masks
And my little homie Kevin
Been carjacking since '87 (really doe)
L.A. is like a jail cell
And I got 24 with an L
"Get in that cell, nigger" (Repeat 8x)
Now, I made a little money, good
But I still want to live in the hood
But buying new fly shit
Is just like inviting ants to a picnic
There's just too many sets
And now I'm getting those kidnap threats
But who wanna get wet?
Cause I'll soak ya, you think I'm fat like Oprah
All I got is a little piece of nothing
And now you want to jack all the sudden
Rahter have me face down on the floor
Instead of that devil you work for
Motherfucking coward
And clowning my man cause he wants to go to Howard
Now I got a strap when I bail
Through the hood, 24 with an L
"Get in that cell, nigger" (Repeat 8x)
24 years, but see I got life
Sorry Mike, it does matter if you're black or white
Cause I'm up against the black and white
They spread my legs and grab my nuts tight
Niggas keep hitting me up
And bitches try to get a drop of nut
Asking me to dick this
So they can blow up, throw up from the morning sickness
Keep my shoulder on the wall like the county
Cause you buster-ass niggas can't clown me
South of pee go, that's where we go
Deep in a Regal, Desert Eagle
Sitting on my lap like a bitch with a gat
Westside's on the map
So if you want to scrap or even drop shells
24 with an L
"Get in that cell, nigger" (Repeat 12x)

Top Ice Cube, 2 N the Morning

"Yeah this is a story of a famous dog
of a dog that chases it's tail, will be dizzy"
[Ice Cube]
Met her snake ass at a barbecue bash
She had a lot of ass and a twenty dollar stash
.. of some of that superb 'erb
She said, "I got the chronic, so fuck whatcha heard"
"Ice Cube do you wanna hit this?
This shit is hype, sho' you right"
Soon as she passed me the J and a lighter
Me and this hoodrat bitch got tighter
Talkin all day on the blanket (so whassup?)
with her ass jacked up, beggin me to spank it
Lookin like a host from the Barbary coast
Nigga don't wanna get burnt like toast
Whassup wit deez nuts in ya me-outh
Aight everybody.. c'mon we out
Took her to the six dollar hole in the wall
and I like how she's holdin the balls
Gobble gobble, from the incision
Stuff that bitch and it ain't Thanksgiving
Didn't even have to fuck all night long
Take me home, damn it's on
Jumped out the cover, snatched off the rubber
Met the hoe's mother - yo whassup?
Got the seven digits and I'm gone'n
that's the kinda bitch you can call at 2 n the morning
Chorus: Ice Cube
Not just knee deep, she was O.G. deep
when she did the freak with me
Not just knee deep, she was O.G. deep
when she did the freak with me
"Yeah this is a story of a famous dog
of a dog that chases it's tail, will be dizzy"
[Ice Cube]
I bumped this hoe on the danceflo'
Where you wanna go? She said, "I don't know"
I thought I had a treat in the passenger seat
Now her ass wanna get somethin to eat
From where? She said, "Denny's I figure"
I said hell naw cause they don't like niggaz
Let's go to my house and order Domino's
and maybe I can get the bitch out her clothes
Got to the panties, her ass started fightin
and I'm thinkin bout my dog Mike Tyson
Took her ass home, all alone (ring ring)
Whoa-oh, there go the phone
Ay whatcha doin? "Nuthin"
Then what about screwin?
Now I'm fuckin and I'm yawnin (*YAWN*) yup
but thank God for the bitch
that'll come/cum at 2 n the morning
Chorus
[Ice Cube]
You the kind of girl to eat a dick up raw
and drink a 40 through a straw
And I love ya, cause you're down to get dug
and your man don't know you're gettin fucked by a thug
You a woman that's true (that's right)
Doin what the fuck you wanna do
And it's cool, cause you got a purse full of rubbers
and I'm a friend of your brother's (yup)
So jump your freaky ass in your Hyundai
I got a room at the Omni
Nothin tricky, no you ain't picky
Whassup Nikki? Down for a quickie
Get your lil' dickie and your Mickey and you're straight
and gotta be at work by 8
Called you last night, you wasn't home and
damn - it's half past 2 n the morning
Chorus
"Yeah this is a story of a famous dog
of a dog that chases it's tail, will be dizzy"
[girl] Hello?
[Cube] Yo whassup this Cube, whatchu doin?
[girl] I'm asleep
[Cube] Asleep? Get yer ass up and come over here
[girl] Want me to drive way over there?
[Cube] Yeah, come on through and shit, y'know, it's about 2
[girl] Alright, here I come..

Top Ice Cube, 2 Decades Ago

Nearly 2 Decades Ago
Ice Cube
Well I think that Ice Cube I think uh...
West Coast to the fools
Big ass W.

Top Ice Cube, Lil Ass Gee (Eerie Gumbo Remix)

f/ N.O. Joe Johnson
[Lil Ass Gee]
Hell naw nigga fuck this
Nigga let me up out of here!
Nigga y'all can't take me to jail anyway
I don't even know why y'all got me gaffled
Look, fuck that, when my big homies find out about this shit
y'all gon' be workin in Alaska, so dress warm motherfucker
[Ice Cube]
Hahahaha, yeah
"This type of shit it happens ev-ery-day" -> Slick Rick (2X)
[Ice Cube]
Look at that lil' ass Westside loc'ed out
insane-in-the-brain little nigga servin 'caine
Use to have to ask could he cross the street
Now he's rollin in a G, the G is on E
He's quick to hit you up with the two fingers spreaded (Wassup?)
He'll roll that shit (Wassup?) and hold that shit (Wassup?)
Now you know what fuckin set he's claimin
A wild little nigga and it ain't no tamin
And just when you think everything is calm
that motherfucker is the first to bomb (like the)
bang, ping, catch you with the sleeper
He'll draw down, and then check his beeper (fool)
He's clockin them chips and bucks
Gettin, his little dick sucked by the, clucks (yeah)
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little loc's are harder then the O.G.'s (that's right)
You fall to the ground and then bleed
Just got served by little niggaz on a 10-speed
Twelve years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
(a lil' ass gee) (a lil' ass gee)
[Lil Ass Gee]
Hey, you little niggaz need to get up out the spot man
What, what nigga you think I'm a lil' punk or somethin?
What you trippin for man?
Nigga fuck yo' life! {*BLAM BLAM, BLAM*}
Chorus: N.O. Joe Johnson
When you run for yo' gun, just to save yo' life
it's just a .. little ass gee
When you hatin on these fools on these motherfuckin streets
I'm just a .. little ass gee
When I step up on yo' ass with the shank
niggaz know it's just a .. little ass gee
Just a young motherfuckin tryin to clock my grip
I'm just a .. little ass gee
[Ice Cube]
God damn, it's a trip
Use to have the G.I. Joe, with the kung-fu grip (yep)
Now it's straight Crip, or Blood
Now ya sag, you used the flood (mark)
Now you're known as the baby Droopy (yeah)
Goin to camp, and it ain't Camp Snoopy (Wassup?)
But I ain't surprised
It's 12 months later, yea, I see you got a little size
You motherfuckin crook
You want respect cause you didn't get'cha manhood took
Drinkin that 'gac like it's no tomorr-y
Westside hustler, fuck Atari
Been to jail, and it ain't no thang
Can't wait til you get 22's on the hang (nigga look)
A underage boy that's smokin tye
And that's your idea of junior high
All you want for Christmas is guns and triggers
Little nigga nuttier than a Snickers
You don't wanna be like Mike, you wanna be like me
A fool, a killer, a lil' ass gee
(a lil' ass gee) (a lil' ass gee)
"Crazy motherfucker from around the way" -> Cube (N.W.A.)
Chorus
[sampled interlude]
We have people, that have been conditioned
not to expect to live, beyond the age of 30
They no longer care
Once they no longer care, they're extremely dangerous
"I'm not afraid of bein shot
cause that's the environment I grew up in"
[Ice Cube]
See, I knew it wouldn't be long (tell 'em)
They got yo' ass stretched like Stretch Armstrong
in the one-man cell, it got'cha thinkin
Sendin more kites than Benjamin Franklin
Twenty years old but ya still a veteran
Won't touch down til we're livin like the Jetsons
Proud of yourself, because ya done done it
Gotcha 22's and your name on your stomach
Never even think about a woman to fuck
Rather stand in line to bust the ass of a young buck
(Who's next?) Got stuck, now you're bleedin
Hospital ward, is got your reading
Learn about the knowledge of self ya see
Got ya mad enough to go and stick the deputy
See, it ain't about bein hard (that's right)
but that's whatcha tell the little homies on the yard
Ya already done did ten
and wish you could start all over again
Brand new inmates, and who do ya see
Your baby brother in shackles, a fool, a lil' ass gee
(a lil' ass gee) (a lil' ass gee)
A fool, a lil' ass gee
Yo this go out to the little hardhead homies
who probably gon' see more uhh, asshole.. than pussyhole
when they get you in that system, and I ain't trippin
Chorus

Top Ice Cube, Lil Ass Gee

Look at that lil' ass Westside doped out
insane-in-the-brain little nigga servin caine
Use to have to axe could he cross the street
now he's rollin in a Gee, the Gee is on E
He's quick to hit you up with the two fingers spreaded (Wassup?)
Don't roll that shit (Wassup?) and hold that shit (Wassup?)
Now you know what fuckin set he's claimin
A wild little nigga and it ain't no tamin
And just when you think everything is calm
that motherfucker is the first to bum
like bang, ping, catch you with the sleeper
He'll draw down and then check his beeper
He's clockin them chicks and bucks
Gettin, his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the OGz
You fall to the ground and beg please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil ass gee.....
God damn, it's a trick
Use to have the G.I.Joe with the kung-fu grip
Now he's straight Crip, or Blood
Now ya sag, you use the blunt
Now ya known as the favorite groupie
Goin to camp and it ain't Camp Snoopy (Wassup?)
But I ain't surprised
It's 12 months later, year, I see you got a little size
You motherfuckin crook
You want respect cos you didn't get'cha manhood took
Drinkin that 'yac like it's no tomorr-y
Westside hustler fucker-tory
In the jail and it ain't no thang
Can't wait til you get 22's on the hang (Uhh)
A underage boy that's lookin tossed
And that's ya idea of who you hide
All you want for Christmas is guns and drinkers
Little nigga nuttier than a Snicker
You don't wanna be like Mike, you wanna be like me
A fool, a killer, a lil ass gee......
See, I knew it wouldn't be long
They got your ass stretched like Stretch Armstrong
In the one-man cell, it got'cha thinkin
Sendin more kites than Benjamin Franklin
20 years old but ya still a veteran
Won't touch down til we're livin like the Jetsons
Proud of ya self, because ya done done it
Gotcha 22's and your name on your stomach
Never even think about a woman to fuck
Rather stand in lin eor bust the ass of a young buck
Got stuck, now you're bleedin
Hospital ward, is got your reading
Learn about the knowledge of self ya see
that ya mad enough to go and stick the death to these
See, it ain't about bein hard
But that's whatcha tell the little homies in the yard
Ya already done did 10
and wish you could start all over again
Brand new inmates and who do ya see
Your baby brother in shackles, a fool, a lil ass gee.....
A fool, a lil ass gee
Yo this go out to the little hardhead homies
who probably gon' see more, ahh, assholes than pussyholes

Top Ice Cube, It Was A Good Day

Break 'em off somethin
Shit..
Yo..
Yo.. uhh..
Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog (damn)
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
(Whassup?) Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day (shit!)
Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn't even look in a nigga's direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
Roll 'em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break 'em
with the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do' Lil' Joe
I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day (shit!)
Left my nigga's house paid (what)
Picked up a girl been tryin to fuck since the 12th grade
It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep, so deep
So deep put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off and then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashin those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the mornin got the Fatburger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp" (yeah)
Drunk as hell but no throwin up
Half way home and my pager still blowin up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day (shit!)
Hey wait, wait a minute Pooh, stop this shit

Top Ice Cube, It Was a Good Day (Remix)

Smooth.. heh.. yep..
Heheheh.. remix..
Just waking up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the dogs, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can do it all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week messed around and got a triple double
Freakin brothers everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day
That's right..
Creep to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn't even look in a brother's direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
Roll 'em in a circle of homies and watch me break 'em
with the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do' Lil' Joe
Picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day
Hehe..
Left my homie's house paid
Picked up a girl been tryin to do since the twelve grade
It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
Felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my jimmy runs deep, so deep
So deep put her butt to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her butt off and then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashin those high beams
No helicopter lookin for the murder
Two in the mornin got the Fatburger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp"
Drunk as hell but no throwin up
Half way home and my pager still blowin up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.

Top Ice Cube, If I Was Fucking You

Yeah that's cool
Er, everything closed so we just
We might as well just go straight to the hotel
And just get some rest
Let me slide this dick up on in ya
If I was fucking you right about now
You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick you down
Kendo passed them guts and didn't have to kick you down
Who this bitch nigga wit' you now?
Do we know about your X-files?
And your sex styles?
And all the niggaz that you think about fucking
And all the shit you know you really wanna do when we buzz it (hahaha)
If I was fucking you, shit, it'd be like drama (yeah)
And you might get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)
So do what I tell you and everything'll be alright
You're cute as fuck, plus that ass is tight (hype)
Get the fuck on 'fore these niggaz start to fight
I can see it in your eyes, you wanna fuck tonight
Give Herden everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
Gave it up to me and gangsta after the club
If I was fucking you, I'd be pakin the piss
The horny weight dick gettin' laid is for chips
Bitch I'm tryina' make grits
Him in with the trojan pack 'o six
Hin the gin and juice the mix
No time to pause, gots to drop draws
Prep through a half spankin', breakin' down walls
With tactics, nigga used two proper lactics (double-up)
Hit the twat chopper style
Bang it up back
If I was fucking you
ooh, oo, yeah, a, ahh, uhh, uh, come on
If I was fucking you, you'd be like fuck everybody
Kill, this pussy yours
Washin' dishes, rubbin' floors
Doin' chores for a nigga
Open doors for a nigga
Ridin' shotgun, holdin' forty-fours for a nigga
At the motelly, got you on your belly
In come morcelli
Niggaz calling K-Mac, bitches calling Kelly
Do it like Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the lights
So we can try to reform these potential dites
If I was fucking you, you'd be spendin' all your dough (yeah)
Buying nigga shit, that you don't even know (mm)
Credit card maxed out
Bank account tapped out
Writin' bad cheques (hahaha)
When I call you break your neck
You do whatever please me, runnin' burs while I take it easy
Will as you do whatever, live your life just to please me
These buster-ass niggaz make the shit so easy
(He was fucking me?) for sheazly
If I was fucking you, I'd let the homies fuck too
Run up in the guts bust nuts and we're through
Hey you feenin'
cooch screamin', heatin' cleanin'
Tag-teamin', suckin' semen
Keep it low, put it in your grill cos you love me
With video footage of you giving nigga scully (got you)
Hold it till you've chocked off the bitched and got got
And roll one to smoke, grab my shit and shake my spot
Nineteen inches of complicated funk. hahahaha
Ango urgin', probably be vomiting dick for a week though
Suckin' on semen, hahahahahahah...

Top Ice Cube, In the Late Night Hour

[Ice Cube]
When you see me on ya block, call the police
Let them motherfuckers no here come the beast
Oh, in the late night hour
[Ice Cube]
Straight out of Compton, a crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
And I'm rollin' with the motherfuckin' Neptunes
When I'm caught off, I got a sawed-off
A midget bitch that'll suck a niggas balls off
You too girl if ya fuck with me
I'm gettin' head in the lane doin' sixty
About to crash like Teddy Pendergrass
Mama said a hard head make a tender ass
To all the dogs that bark a lot
Who don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
We'll be creepin' in the parking lot
Motherfuckers don't know if I can park or not
Cause I circle like vultures, La Costa Nostra
Bumpin' all the baddest bitches like I'm 'posed to
What's yo name, what's yo number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster
[Hook]
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
If you on the block nigga then shit bang
And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang
If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang
If you in that 600 then shit bang
If you on that Steel Horse then shit bang
But if it's what ya need boy, let it bang
[Ice Cube]
Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground
Fuckin' pig wanna act like he like me now
In 86 same bitch tried to lock me down
And motherfuckers wanna ask why I'm cocky now
To all the bitches that think they bootylicious
I think they nutritious, I think they do dishes
I'm makin' three wishes or takin' they pictures
And spendin' they riches and fuckin' they bitches
Egomaniac, lil' homies call me brainiac
Ice Cube's an asshole and it ain't a knack
So take a hit of that and remember that
Where my motherfuckin' niggas and my bitches at
In the late night hour hit the front to back
Check the motherfuckin' rims on the Cadillac
On the ass attack, can you keep it tight
And if the head right, nigga there every night
[Hook]
[Ice Cube]
This is for my niggas that's schemin' for cash
And lookin' for ass (In the late night hour)
This is for my people that's countin' they riches
And pickin' up bitches (In the late night hour)
This is for my niggas that's countin' they cash
And lookin' for ass (In the late night hour)
This is for my people that's schemin' for riches
And pickin' up bitches (In the late night hour)
So check it and everybody get naked
This might be a nigga last record
But respect it cause I could do it all night playa
I'm all fight playa, you all spite playa
It's all right playa, a nigga might care
But to catch me you gotta do a light year
Ice Cube insane in the membrane
Baby go ahead please do the damn thang
We gonna get chu' high nigga
Our rhymes will get chu' by nigga
Tell me if I qualify nigga
To bail in like SuperFly
I wanna get that, cop that, buy that, drive that
You want it too but don't know where to start at
Fuckin' with me, nigga better bring his hard hat
Nigga where ya heart at, leave ya on the tarmac
Where my top at and my nigga Mack
Ridin' shotgun, with the top gun
Don't catch a hot one soon as he spot one
Westside Connection is a doctrine
This ain't another club song
Or love song that y'all can fuck on
So get the fuck on
A nigga rich can't believe the bullshit that I'm stuck on
[Hook]

Top Ice Cube, It Takes a Nation

[Ice Cube]
There are seven known wonders of the world
Yeah, hehe, you about to witness the 8th muh'fucker
I got King Kong in my trunk, King Kong in my doors
My nuts play ping-pong from the noise
You can hear me from a block away
I'm sittin next to yo' ass and can't hear, what you got to say
My shit is loud, my ears is ringin
My paint job is wet, my chrome is gleamin
I feel like a vet ballin on these rookies
An old school bully, you must have played hooky
I bring it like a bookie my aggression is depressin
Don't give a motherfucker time to learn his lesson!
A LUNATIC~! Y'all know what I represent
The only rapper who wanna fistfight the President!
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
It take a nation of niggaz to hold us back
[Ice Cube]
When I bang this is dangerous, niggaz go brainless
So bang this with the fo'-five stainless
And understand that you lookin at the famous
West coast rapper, who act like a anus
Hollywood! They thought they could tame this
pitbull, but I know what the game is
Them fuckers cheat like a NBA ref
If you smoke one they'll electrocute you to death
I got God on my intellect, Godzilla on my neck
When a nigga come through, who you wanna holla at
Ghostriders hit the deck, when your boy got a tec
Where the fuck is, Afrika, Bambaataa at?
We need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel, and Radio One
You motherfuckers programmed by the programmers
That's why you gettin locked up by the do' slammers
Not me!
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
They music so fluffy, I'ma stay gutter
That shit is kind of popcorn, my shit is so butter
My style never change, in 22 summers
Straight independent, and doin my numbers
This ship don't sail, you know I'm still paid
So sourpuss niggaz, can drink lemonade
I'm doin it for the love, you doin it because
you need that advancement to spend on them dubs
I don't need a penny, but I need many
Don't worry about my money boy cause I got plenty
You muh'fuckers worry about flossin so much
You don't know the fundamentals you forgot how to brush!
These 32 teeth, will give yo' ass grief
Bite you like a Fatburger if you got beef
So who's it gon' be? Your favorite MC
You scared of the government they scared of me
Now what?
[Chorus]
It take a nation of niggaz and streets of crack [echoes]

Top Ice Cube, Hood Mentality

F**k school, nigga, Imma be a dope dealer,
Imma be a killer, yup a urban guerrilla,
Imma stack strilla, yeah, buy me a villa,
Sell a five-oh to my auntie Pricilla,
I don't give a f**k that she look like thrilla,
Hit that shit, one more time and f**k around and kill her.
Cause I got the heart of a pitch burgs killa,
Black nigga, draped in gold with a nine milla,
Love money, love jail, love that penitentiary mail,
Love the way these niggas smell, keep comin back, can't you tell,
Love to see my mama cry, love to see my babies struggle,
Love to see my woman juggle nuts cause she got the hustle,
I don't give a f**k, how my life go,
Now Imma slave man to this cave man, without Geico
Everybody wanna a car, Michael a psycho
But he ain't never came through the hood with a rifle,
Gunnin niggas down cause they don't got the right clothes,
Hit the wrong person cause we shoot just like hoes,
First I was blood thirsty, Mr. Mr. Controversy,
Now I wanna beg for mercy, shoulda took my ass to first
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
F**k school, Nigga, if I grow a little taller,
Everybody tell me Imma gonna do it, I'm gonna be a baller,
So f**k that thinkin, f**k that thinkin,
f**k them Lincolns, I want Franklins
Come back through here with my crew, Imma gonna have my own shoe,
Imma gonna be that little fool, coming in your living room,
Startin' point guard, nigga, fresh outta middle school,
Either is the NBA, or is the NFL,
I dunno what else I can do, to keep my ass self outta jail,
I wanna be like Tiger Woods, swing that club, make you sick,
Ice Cube Hood Mentality lyrics found on http://www.lyricsoncall.com/lyrics/ice-cube/hood-mentality-lyrics.html
I wanna be like Pacman Jones, I wanna be like Michael Vick,
I wanna be like Barry Bonds, I wanna be like OJ Simpson,
Leader's feel, leader's prison, tell you motherf**kers where to kiss em,
I wanna be all broke'd up, moving all old and slow,
I wanna be a alcoholic, just like Barway Joe,
I wanna be a side show, kinda like Iron Mike,
Used to have a few Bentleys, now I just ride a bike,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
F**k school, nigga, they ain't tryin to educate me,
All they give a f**k is what I memorize lately,
Imma gonna hafta teach myself,
Clock that money, get that wealth,
I wanna be like Santa Claus,
I don't wanna be no f**king elf,
No kid left behind, buddy get the run around,
Can't you motherf**kers see that they tryin' to doom us down,
Don't trust the government, president, is for sale,
He don't give a f**k about a nigga, just a oil well,
Sell crack, go to jail, bust a rap, go to hell,
Do I got to sell my soul, if I wanna go to Yale,
Go kiss Oprah's ass, if you wanna be Gail,
I rather have my ass kissed, up in Bloomingdale,
You can go, be a pimp, you can go, be a hoe,
But you only gonna get paid off, what you know,
If you don't know shit, then you can't work for me,
Cause you read your first book, in a penitentiary,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,
How the f**k we suppose to change our reality,
If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality,

Top Ice Cube, Hello

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
The motherfuckin world is a ghetto
Full of magazines, full clips, and heavy metal
When the smoke settle..
.. I'm just lookin for a big yellow;
in six inch stilletos
Dr. Dre {Hello..} perculatin keep em waitin
While you sittin here hatin, yo' bitch is hyperventilatin'
Hopin that we penetratin, you gets natin
cause I never been to Satan, for hardcore administratin
Gangbang affiliatin; MC Ren'll have you
wildin off a zone and a whole half a gallon
{Get to dialin..} 9 1 1 emergency
{And you can tell em..} It's my son he's hurtin me
{And he's a felon..} On parole for robbery
Ain't no coppin a plea, ain't no stoppin a G
I'm in the 6 you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly
You handle shit sloppily I drop a ki properly
They call me the Don Dada
Pop a collar, drop a dollar if you hear me you can holla
Even rottweilers, follow, the Impala
Wanna talk about this concrete? Nigga I'm a scholar
The incredible, hetero-sexual, credible
Beg a hoe, let it go, dick ain't edible
Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit
while you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get?
Villain blows up yo' spot
Take yo' notebook yo' bitch and yo' glock
This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock
You slapped her ass that's alarmin
cause she want my Worm like Carmen
We chin check niggaz, them thin check niggaz
run trains on golddiggers beware these fo' niggaz
Scarin motherfuckers like Steven King flicks
Makin niggaz clear the room like a dyke flea a dick
Makin 2nd II None shit, nigga like Quik
So when I bomb first nigga who you rollin with?
Fuck that ice on your wrist, fuck yo' fine ass bitch
Cause you could lose it in a tussle nigga watch me hustle
Watch niggaz kiss my ass without flexin a muscle
Bitches - all in the back they knees waitin to buckle
Same time same channel don't change the dial
Niggaz4Life, fuckin your wife, these niggaz wild {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the muh'fuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
Did I fall off? Got you in your room
rippin every "Chronic" poster on your wall off
Just cause I put away the sawed off
Now I got you sittin back with a smirk;
listenin with your arms crossed
Questionin Dre's credibility {What?}
Wondering if it's still in me to produce hits;
Y'all be killin me
As if I need to make mo' - I got a mansion
and six cars that are paid fo' - suck my dick! {Hello..}
We came a long way from not givin a fuck
Sellin tapes out of a trunk to movin this far up
Now we got the whole world starstruck
Made a million plus and still don't give a motherfuck
Motherfucker I'm Dre - I don't need your respect
I don't need to make another album bitch I don't gotta do shit
I do it because I want to not to stay in the game
Fuck the fame, I'm still stayin the same, lil' bitch! {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes {Hello..}
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Top Ice Cube, Horny Little Devil

You are the prince of darkness
Arch enemy, father of evil
Hell born, demonic, savage, fierce, viscious, wild
Tameless, barbaric, uncontrollabe, obstinate beast
Horny little devil, you gotta back up
Horny little devil, you can't bust a nut
Lookin at my girlfriend's black skin
You wanna jump in, but she don't like white men
So don't throw that work you fuckin jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
She ain't with the pale face
Cause y'all fuck at a snail's pace
And you might get sprayed with mace
By the ebony
So when she's doing her job you better let her be
Don't try to pinch the gluterus
Thinkin that you about to knock out the uterus
Cause she'll tell you to kiss her ass quick
And where I'm from, devils get their ass kicked
Mr. Sexual Harrasment
Asking for a blow while the answer is "fuck no"
Looks like you wanna terminate
But that's when I go Psycho like Norman Bates
I wanna kill the devil for talkin shit
Cause he can't get a taste of the chocolate
African breast; cause white bitches got no butt and no chest
Black women have bodies like goddesses
Sorta like Venus, but put away your penis
Cause the devil is a savage motherfucker
That's why I'm lighter than the average brother
Cause you raped our women and we felt it
But it'll never happen again if I can help it (me neither)
Cause nobody in my neighborhood has caught jungle fever yet
So horny little devil, you better listen
Before your ass comes up missin
and it's like that
Now you wanna get me
Horny little must be a F-A-G
Tryin to fuck me out my land and my manhood
Got broke eating Spam and canned goods
Locking down on my neighborhoods
Treat me less than a man cause right now you got the upper hand
But my ass is a virgin
You mignt have fucked the Indians
but you can't surgeon me
And when I'm on top I wont be fuckin ya
I'd rather put a buck in ya
Cause I hate the devil with a passion
and when I see the whites of his eyes I start blastin
Dig a hole and throw his ass in
And I won't be happy til I'm down to my last ten
Get his fuckin pitchfork
Tie him up, and then feed the bitch pork
Little devil wanna fuck me out my pay
But horny little devil true niggaz aren't gay
And you can't play with my Yo-Yo
and definitely can't play with me you fuckin homo
Cause we'll blow your head off
And turn that white sheet into a red cloth
Plus when they're all dead
I can quit that jheri juice and get a bald head
Then let it nap up
Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up
Clean all the crap up
out my city
Now the whole block look shitty
Put his dick on a wood block
Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
Now who's the next to nut
Color Me Badd, but you can't sex me up
So don't even try to put a dick in a die
Because this is what why in 1991 I'ma get my gun

Top Ice Cube, Givin' Up The Nappy Dugout

Your daughter was a nice girl now she's a slut.
A queen treatin' niggas just like King Tut.
Gobbin' up nuts sorta like a hummingbird
suckin' up the Lench Mob crew and I'm comin' third.
Used to get straight As now she's just skippin' class.
Oh my do I love to grip the hips and ass.
Only 17 with a lot of practice on black boys' jimmys and white boy's cactus.
Sorry sorry sorry but I gotta be brief:
a lotta niggas like bustin' nuts in her teeth.
Drink it up, drink it up, even though she's Catholic,
that don't mean shit, cuz she's givin' up the ass quick.
Quicker than you can say "candy", the bitch is on my Snicker...and oh man she
can take on three men built like He-Men;
her little-bitty twat got gallons of semen.
Fourteen niggas in line ready to bang your
pride-and-joy, I mean daddy's little angel.
Tell the bitch to get her ass out the house,
cuz your daughter's known for givin' up the nappy dugout.
Chorus, 2x: I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch remains,
I'm gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!
Mister, mister, before you make me go,
I'm here to let you know your little girl is a hoe.
Nympho, nympho, boy is she bad; get her all alone and out come the kneepads.
I know she's a minor and it is illegal,
but the bitch is worse than Vanessa Del Rio.
And if you decide to call rape, we got the little hooker on tape, now:
tell the fuckin' slut to please hurry up,
and wear that dress that's tight on her butt,
so I can finger-fuck on the way to the bed,
been in so many rooms, she got a dot on her forehead.
Face turnin' red from grabbin' them ankles.
Fuck and get up is how I do them stank-hoes.
You should hear how she sounds with a cock in her,
boots get knocked from here to Czechoslovakia.
Two on top, one on the bottom;
first nigga got the boots, man, you shoulda shot 'im.
Cuz after I got 'em it was over. Now niggas get lucky like a four-leaf clover.
On daddy's little girl.
She keeps nuts in her mouth like the bitch was a squirrel.
So tell Sheryl to bring her ass home,
cuz the line at my house is gettin' loooooooong, and....
Chorus
("Givin' up the nappy, givin' up the nappy....")

Top Ice Cube, Growin' Up

Ha ha, that's my shit
Turn it up
Uhh, yeah
I hear a beat like this, and think about growin up
House parties, with gangbangers showin up
Represent your hood, everybody throw it up
They say Cube get on the mic, nigga blow it up
I used to lyrical, political
But now you want it sugarcoated like cereal
First I met Dre, then I met Yella (yessir)
Dr. Dre made me rap acapella
Me and Jinx did a show at Dudo's {?}
With K-Dee, I think it was two shows
Then Dre introduced me to E
Cruisin down the street in his red Jeep
He said, yo niggaz we should flip it like this
Cause them _Boyz N the Hood_ like the gangsta shit
I put the pen to the pad, young nigga was raw
And told the world how we felt about the law
It was real
I see the happiness (all day every day)
I see the pain
Where am I (growin up in the hood)
Back down memory lane
Oh shit, it's N.W.A.!
Them niggaz on tour and they comin our way
Lil' Eminem is still tucked away
In that trailer park, just bumpin our tape
Jerry Heller tried to make his escape
I had to bounce, while other niggaz got raped
Same niggaz turned around and said fuck me
No FUCK YOU cause I'm down with Chuck D
And I'm 'bout to do a movie up, a classic
When I hit the screen, nigga it was magic
Never thought I'd see Eazy in a casket
Thanks for everythang, that's on everythang
I learned a lot of game from you
I like your son, he got his name from you
I tell him everythang that he need to know
If he ask my advice, I won't think twice homey
From _Boyz N the Hood_, to _XXX 2_
Everybody wanna know my next move
Fans all around say "We love you Cube!"
I wanna take time to say I love you too
I love all my fans cause they know I'm a man
And not a little boy or some fuckin play toy
A lot of niggaz say I grew up on you
And let me know if anybody fuck wit'chu
Cause you talk a lot of shit about the red, black & blue
And how they treat a nigga called Katrina, did you see her
White folks worry 'bout them fuckin misdemeanor
While black people dyin in that God damn arena
Just because I'm actin nigga never stop rappin
It's in my blood homey, I'ma keep the party crackin
Money keep stackin 'til they put me in a casket
Who you think you fuckin wit? Here's another classic
I'm Ruthless, I'm Ruthless..
Street Knowledge..
Lench Mob..
Westside..

Top Ice Cube, Gangsta Rap (Remix)

featuring Nas and Scarface
Produced by Maestro
Originally, track 12 on the album was a joint called "Believe It or Not," produced by Emile. Then suddenly we were told to cross that off and then the remix to the current single began to play. Nas and Scarface both give their take on the "deadliness" of gangsta rap.

Top Ice Cube, Greed

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't fuckin with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
but god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be
We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!)
Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest
Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch
You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free
I'm talkin greed
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed
We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency
Now bitch niggaz don't mean shit, from where I sit
Magnificent blow your back out, if you act out
Eighteen deep when the plane soar
The bitch threw her tits, asked my click who we play fo'
Penetrate the clouds, loud, and obnoxious
Surround the airport with feds and helicopters
Escorted, detained and deported
Scared of the ly-rics, and when they bitches hear us
We the clear-est, you can fear us
Smile on the day of your dissapear-ance, smoke in mirr-ors
Break em all, pull over and jump out
Cause I can take em all, all bustas shake em all
I'm at the mall, buyin shit, like hot dog on a stick
These bitches all on the dick
Ice Cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed
And now you got to deal with the niggaz that I feed, greed
Uhh uhh uhh
(Give me more, give me more) Greed, Greed
When you get your hands on it, wanna fawn it
Wanna dance on it, everybody want it
You punks is petty, still we steady, countin fetti
I'm the one closin escrow, with the best flow
(Do you wear a vest?) No
Niggaz hit me I'ma turn into The Crow
and take a shit
on everything counterfeit, the Don Mega
Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer
It'd take about twelve honkeys, to convict
the nigga makin you sick, ask the 12 Monkeys
Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South
Picked up a ounce in Shreveport
My lead give head tunnels (boom!)
to any motherfucker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel
Worldwide, international jet set
My niggaz love fuckin bitches that they just met
Get it wet, and you can do anything
When I'm in Paris niggaz french-kiss the pinky ring
Yeah, Ice Cube, trillionaire
I own a mansion and a yacht, haha
We do it like it should be does
Yeah, Westside niggaz is very greedy, uhh
Death Row is very greedy
Sic-Wid-It records is very greedy
Dangerous Music greedy greedy greedy
Ruthless Records greedy, Suave House, greedy
So So Def, greedy
Rap-A-Lot greedy as fuck
No Limit, hah, hella greedy, uhh
Def Jam greedy, we all know Priority greedy as a motherfucker, hahaha
Hey got twenties on my BM, you still fuckin with a GM

Top Ice Cube, Go To Church

Featuring: Lil' Jon, Snoop Dogg
Nigga, you need to stop snitchin'
All that yip-yappin' and jaw-jackin'
Nigga, if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it
What up? It's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D O double G, East side L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
And I'm C-walkin' on the motherfuckin' concrete
Yo, if you're fucked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, nigga what's up?
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo, it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
I'm down with Lil' Jon ain't got to pretend
(Yeah)
Crunk Juice, nigga run the club that you in
(Hey)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus
(Nah)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin' to duck us
(What?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
From yo' ass, you can come try nigga
(Hey)
In the hood, all the way down South
(Yeah)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name outcha mouth bitch
(Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin' if it get to clickin' clackin'
Look at Mr. Jackson, nigga with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise
(Hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, niggaz paranoid
(Hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts
If you a scared motherfucker go to church
(Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt
(A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work
(A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker go berserk
(A go berserk)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church
(Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt
(A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work
(A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker go berserk
(A go berserk)
Click clackin', pistol-packin', Crip raggin' folio
Who the only nigga in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah, you did there it was, there it is
Is that Coolio? No bitch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors and rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off crackers, can you imagine how I keep shit crackin'?
It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin'
I flash with the bling I surpass the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix hash with the green, I'm the last of the kings
If I got a bitch with me, she got ass in them jeans
Rollin' through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin' all you suckers 'cause you all dope fiends
Just like that dope man, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit, I'll fuck yo' ass up
If you a scared motherfucker go to church
(Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt
(A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work
(A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker go berserk
(A go berserk)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church
(Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt
(A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work
(A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker go berserk
(A go berserk)
You scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker you scared
You scared, you scared
(You scared, you scared)
You scared motherfucker you scared
(You scared)
You scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker you scared
You scared, you scared
(You scared, you scared)
You scared motherfucker you scared
(You scared)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church
(Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt
(A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work
(A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker go berserk
(A go berserk)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church
(Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt
(A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work
(A put in work)
If you a crazy motherfucker go berserk
(A go berserk)
It goes one for the money, two for the show
(Hey, yeah)
Three for the pussy, four for the glow
(Hey)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros
(Nah)
Seven for the numbers of them fuckin' zeros
(What?)
Eight for haters, nine for the 'cause
Ten for my niggaz, behind big bars
(Hey)
Fuck these devils and they laws
(Yeah)

Top Ice Cube, Ghetto Bird

Why, oh why must you swoop through the hood
like everybody from the hood is up to no good.
You think all the girls around here are trickin
up there lookin like Superchicken
At night I see your light through my bedroom window
But I ain't got shit but the pad and pencil
I can't wait till I hear you say
"I'm going down, mayday, mayday." I'm gonna clown
Cause everytime that the pigs have got me
y'all rub it in with the flying Nazi
military force, but we don't want ya
Standin' on my roof with the rocket launcher
"So fly like an eagle."
But don't follow us wherever we go
The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird
"Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird"
Now..
My homey's here to lick on a trick for a Rolex
And let me try the four next
Now the four I was driving was hotter than july
looked up and didn't see it whippin' in the sky
Saw a chopper with numbers on the bottom
"Calling all cars, I think we've got em."
I hit the gas and I mashed past Inglewood
I think I drove through every single hood
South Central, Compton and Watts
Long Beach, bust a U, here come the cops
Wish I had a genie with about three wishes
Metal flake green on D's I look suspicious
You know that I'm running
Shit, I hear it humming
Fuck, I see it coming
Is it a bird? Yup
Is it a plane? No
I hit me a right on El Segundo
Wanted to holla, had to ditch the Impala
Let's see if they would folla
Me, hit a fence, hit a fence, and another
met me a baby pitbull and his mother
Ran up in some peoples house and looked out of the window
I wish it was my ten-four
had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the Third
cuz I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird
"Just put his hat, ehrrr, he combed his hair and then put his hat back
on. Errr, he's acting nonchalant up there in that cockpit, going 115
miles an hour, with the police chasing him. Ehm, they're not gonna be
real happy when they catch up with him, no matter what, the eh...
Ehrr, they hate, they hate a bigmouth even worse."
Officer Bird's on his way, and I don't wanna see him
could you please give me the keys to the B.M.?
See, I didn't want to gank you
but don't make me bank you, thank you
Tried to get yo the hood, and you might guess
that a fool like me woulda shot Cyrus
Incognito, Ghetto Eagle
Saying, "Fuck, where did he go?"
I bust me a left from Rubellon. Park
The 735 and I'm bailin
Went to my homegirl's house and got a hug man,
She helped me run like Harriet Tubman
Looked out the window by the black bed
I saw the pigs and the four on a flatbed
Then the light from the bird hit me in the face
I close the blinds cause I didn't wanna catch a case
All that night, I heard the bird circle
while I was eating fish and watching Urkel
She said I could sleep on the couch
By two A.M. I was digging her out
Fuck the ghetto bird
"Which way is he going now?"
"Ok, now..now he's..he's actually southbound..on a service street..
and, uh...Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my maps out here and figure
out which service srteet he suddelny turned off on. Uh, the sherriffs
are..are...well I know that...Sherriffs ground units got thrown off"

Top Ice Cube, Get Off My Dick and Tell Yo' Bitch to Come Here (Remix)

Stay off his dick!
Nigga, some don't think I can flow, so here we go
to a new track, to show the wack, that I can throw
styles that show up, I blow up and blast here
Niggaz still trippin off the shit I said last year
About a bitch is a bitch is a hoe is a slut
And I don't like niggaz on my nuts!
So I dedicate this one to the groupie
And the Charlie, all on my Snoopy
Brothers keep askin, "Ice Cube yo when will you bust"
They surround me and make a big fuss
Now I was taught, back on my block
That you don't ride on nobody's jock
for anything they do, FUCK him and his crew
Unless, you were gettin paid too!
I'm not saying this to diss each and every fan
Women you can ride, man be a man!
Shake my hand, and make it a FIRM shake
Say, "Whattup Ice Cube?" and then break
Cause if you're hangin there I'ma tell you loud and clear
Get off my my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here
[cut n scratch of Flavor Flav saying "stay off his dick"
and Ice Cube saying "all on my Snoopy"]
[cut n scratch of Flavor Flav saying "yo yo check this out"
and Ice Cube saying "I'ma tell you loud and clear"]
Motherfucker, back up off me
I'm not signin no autographs, I'm not givin no free t-shirts
And I'm not HAVIN none of this bullshit you're talkin
YouknowhatI'msayin?
("Get off my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here")
I step into the club, to rub-a-dub
It seems like all the little hoes fall in love
with my money, cause yo about a year ago
I was just your ordinary average everyday crazy ass bro
But you know, I just can't be equal
Cause they know, I know a lot of famous people
But to a one-night stand, there's no sequel
Here's the pickle, pretend it's a popsicle
See for a fat booty, I do damage
They think I'm a star, so I take advantage
It's just another Ice Cube groupie test
She's a hoe cause they knew her at the front desk
Told her to meet me, at the room 110
And the bitch showed up, with her boyfriend
I let him in, all he could do was grin
He had a camera, a t-shirt, a pad and pen
He said, "Yo Ice Cube, can you sign this?"
I only did it cause his bitch was the finest
She blew me a kiss and gave a bitter frown
Like - how can we get rid of this clown?
Me and her sat down, he got a little jealous
Cause his punk ass sat in the middle of us
And he asked me question after question
It felt like a motherfuckin interview session
Then his girl got up, I heard the do' shut
And he was still there, swingin from my nuts
I said, "Get the FUCK out!" and made it loud and clear
Get off my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here
I see me about ten mark ass motherfuckers fans
knock on the door, talkin about whassup?
Yo man, it was about a hundred and twenty dicks man
Niggaz start, niggaz comin out of hotel rooms
without no bitches!
They can get gaffled like they in a motherfuckin raffle
Punk ass
Yo, I respect the respectable
If your girl is all on my dick, check the hoe
Say, "Yeah that nigga he can rap fly
But you know, stars are up in the sky"
Cause all I got is hard dick, and bubblegum
Just ran out my last stick is where I'm comin from
I'm not tellin you to diss Mr. Ice Cube
Cause you know, I'm the one that can show and prove
Now groupie girls, I just make em wait
But the groupie boys, I can't tolerate
I hate it so much, I'ma start givin stitches
to the niggaz that's starin like bitches
Cause I'm not a fairy, a Mary or a faggot
Gimme the eye, I'll fly, and tag it
Now you see? Jockin ain't healthy
Cause you think that I'm young and I'm wealthy?
With juice, so I see you try to run behind
But I'ma tell you punk, you gets none of mine
Cause I was taught, see a fool, use a fool
by the niggaz who terrorized the old school
So don't try me or buy me a beer

Top Ice Cube, Extradition

Dear Mama, If some people came by the house lookin for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube.
Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say they lookin for ya
Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)
This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
Cos this the same street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, double-s
I gotta holla cos I'm smokin on double breath
Freakin, niggaz be leakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
Niggaz say my name popped up
Bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let em know where you are
Tried to get a rent a car
But he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to Vegas for the weekend
Met a hoe down freakin
Hey bitch, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page? (Fuck)
Same height, same age (click-click)
Rap gauge, put it down the G-way
Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway
She say "Let's hear the circle K"
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
before I'm through, I'm going back to California
My boys Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
All fifty states
Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
Low key you feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby
looking like he wanna rob me (Fuck)
Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
When I come to- hand cuff (Fuck y'all)
Big grey bus, scandalous
Cos they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
I'm going back to Cali to show, extradited
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid
Got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know. Like they playin with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama

Top Ice Cube, Endangered Species (Tales From the Darkside)

Top Ice Cube, Enemy

Every January 16th, it's "The Dreamer, The Dreamer."
And all of you say, "I have a dream; The Dreamer."
And what did he dream?It stuck him right there.
And little black boys, and little white girls
will one day hold hands together.
Shit.
Is that where it's at?Is that where it's at now?
Them little blacks hands are yours.
You can't hold the black brothers' hands?
But you gonna grow old holdin' crackers' hands
before you hold each other's hands?
You gonna walk with your enemy
before you learn to walk with one another?
How sick can you be?
(Enemy)
Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot
where you gonna go when I wanna kill bloodclot
Supercat said that the ghetto red hot
bust a gloc, bust a gloc, devils get shot
nappy-headed, no-dreded look where ya read it
buck the devil, buck the devil, look who said it
listen what I say after 1995 not one death will be alive
god will survive, him protect the civilized
who really cares if the enemy lives or dies?
not me, not me
me never eat from the tree with the apple
I'd rather have a Snapple
do you know where you're going to
do you know where you're runnin from
scared of the sun, I live in the sun
You shrivel up like a raisin
and burn like the blunt that I'm blazin
Ku Klux Klan scared of my nutty beats
cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets
out number you somethin like 15 to 3
see, don't love your enemy
Enemies, enemy runnin from the G
enemies, enemy, you're my enemy
enemies, enemy, when will I see?
enemies, enemy R.I.P.
Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya?
J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya
with the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire
me not afraid, cause me know Elijah
goin to the East but straight from the Westside
swing down sweet chariot nad let me ride
through the fire, through the fire that will please us
I know that Farrakhan is your baby Jesus
devil don't you know I'm a soldier?
in God's name and the baby claim I'm gonna hold ya
like Folger's Crystals feds
I'ma pick your ass like Juan Valdez
you don't care if me die from the cracka
you don't care if me have a heart attacka
you don't care if me get car jacka
you don't care cause you're nothing but a cracka
now it's Judgement Day, and Allah'll never play
"freedom got an AK," them Guerilla say
Bobby Seale said, "please make it rough, bro"
when God give the word, me herd like the buffalo
through your neighborhood, watch me blast
tribe of Shabazz, get in that ass
you shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me
now you're just a enemy
Now I change my style up, my style up,bodies pile up
just to trouble you, throwin out the W
sent me a subpoena
cause I kill more crackas then Bosnia, Herze - govina
each and every day out a siz-tre Chevrolet
with the heavy A to the muthafuckin K
now you treat me like a germ
cause your scared of the su - per sperm
please don't bust til you see, the whites of his eyes
the whites of his skin, the whites of his lies
nappy head nigga with the bone in his nose
ya scared I'ma put this bone in your hoes
but I don't wanna, I've been to cona
from the cavebitch with the nasty persona
hit me with the big black billy club
cause you white and your hoe than a silly nub
three men in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub
and it's really scary, now they're in the military
Sodom and Gomorrah, devil read your Torah,
Bible, Holy Qur'an
once again it's on, got the hollow point teflon
and the brother Ron
so who's next?
(devil)
with Dub C, Brother G
Crazy Toons is a crazy coon ready for the enemy
high off the Hennesy
hundred ten degree, no it's not Tennesee
West L.A., what the hell can I say?
niggas wanna play, each and every day
pass me the pill, a nigga shoot the J
rougher than the roughest rough muthafucka, had enough muthafucka?
handcuff this muthafucka with the duct tape, tie it to the bumper
grab his bitch, dump her, cause nobody wanna hump her
they call me Thumper cause I thump til it hurt
knock your dick in the dirt, puttin in work
Master Farad Muhammad comin like a comet
when they see em, they all start to vomit
1995, Elijah is alive
Lewis Farrakhan, NOI
Bloods and Crips and little ol me

Top Ice Cube, Dr. Frankenstein

Supreme gangsta shit
We dream gangsta shit
Yes [electric shock, beaker tingling]
Yeah what is it?
What is it?!? (Doctor, is everything alright?)
Yes, I'm straight, go to bed
Yeah! Yeah!
It's ALIVE!
It's pourin rain, thunder and lightning
Clash of the titans, I'm home writin
Gangsta rap has arrived, I'm the only man alive
October 31st, 1985
Hard times, just got harder
Adolescent Ice Cube, the shit starter
A martyr, thanks to the father
for bein this mean as sixteen raps, feel like the bitch scream
You learned about your triple beam from me
You stopped payin for pussy and hit that ass for free
A little G never thought, that I could change the world
witta attitude, a Raider jacket and a jheri curl
Got every girl wantin to do me, screw me
Boyz N The Hood, the first rap, the first movie
Oooh wee *woman screaming* it's alive
So whatchu gon' do 24-7, 3-65
Dr. Frankenstein
Dr. Frankenstein
Ooooh wee, it's alive
You better run and hide
Cover your ears and your eyes
The world had to bow to this new style
Dial 9-1-1, makin more money than the law allow
But Fuck Tha Police, they can get deez
Now who was sayin shit like that before me?
No-body, but everybody wanna take the star's place
and be Scarface in the car chase
Illigitimate, counterfeit
Even got white boys talkin shit off the shit I invent
No no, motherfuckers musta took a photo
Tryin to call my gangsta shit 'mafioso'
but who ya usin? Fool it ain't no solution
to the evolution, of pimps and prostitution
I cuss, skanlous, I give a rush
to niggas who mind turn to mush, smokin on brush
Hush, I'm just a lush for this Hen
Chrome electroids, connected to my pen
When, blowin motherfuckers ain't knowin what we goin through
Spiritually, lyrically showin you
They call me, 'AmeriKKKa's Most Hated'
Gettin liberated by this monster I created
Dr. Frankenstein
We love to bump you Frankenstein
Yo' shit is the best
Take my body and my mind
Don't fuck with the stress
Hit me with that game to win
If you want, hit me again
We love you Frankenstein
We love you Frankenstein
Now how many times did a nigga have to warn ya?
Ya fuckin up the formula (call the coroner)
It's outta hand, cos sucker ass niggas like you
try to pay the rent off my blueprint
New cent to the industry
You thought my shit was biodegradable, uh uh, it's unfadeable
Unstoppable, runnin through your suburbs
Incredible thug words
We gets down, nigga do the Monster Mash
and watch a nigga like me collect monster cash
Cos I'm sittin wit this bitch who got monster ass
Keep em wonderin how long the Don will last
And never pass, and when I want it buttered on toast
Can't no nigga see Ice Cube on no coast
So all you gotta do is focus
and see that I'm the fuckin loccest with this hocus pocus
Dr. Frankenstein
Dr. Frankenstein, ugh
Ooooh wee, it's alive
You better run and hide

Top Ice Cube, Do Your Thang

Produced by Palumbo Beats
The track sounds like the perfect backdrop of a crip-walker. It's something to easily throw up gang signs and carve Cs into the floor. Contrary to what it sounds like, the lyrics are telling you to do the complete opposite despite the typical reaction any gangster in California may have after just hearing the beat.

Top Ice Cube, Death

Damn We Burn Up Niggas
Feeling Fucked By Lench Mob Niggas
Don't Be A Bitch Girl
It Is A Fuckin Death Bitch

Top Ice Cube, Concrete

Produced by Fred Wreck
Cube samples the 1981 smash "Heartbeat" by Taana Gardner. He turns the notorious uptempo love song into a song about the hood. The vocals for the hook even mimic how Ms. Gardner turned the words into a staccato.

Top Ice Cube, Doin' What It 'Pose 2Do

"Thinkin about what he gon' do now"
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
"Gangster"
"Ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
"Gangster"
"Ride through the hood, ride through the hood"
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
"Ri-ri-ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
"Gangster"
"Low, low to the, l-l-low to the ground"
You see my lo' lo' (doin what it 'pose to do)
And that fo' do' (doin what it 'pose to do)
You know my big watch (doin what it 'pose to do)
I make the bitches watch (doin what it 'pose to do)
I see that big ass (doin what it 'pose to do)
When you walk pass (doin what it 'pose to do)
You know my shit shine (doin what it 'pose to do)
I make the bitch mind (doin what it 'pose to do)
Had to come through, shine on you niggaz
Stop lyin on a nigga, got my nine on your liver (click clack)
Fuck around and go blind on a nigga
Do time for a nigga, put your mind on your mirror (POO POW!)
All you niggaz that's materialistic
Don't fuck wit'cha boy or become a statistic
Ice Cube is very artistic
But I'm still from the hood, will take your existence
So muhfuckers tryna scratch my paint
It's West coast in the house, what the fuck you thank? (the fuck you thank?)
I'm big bank guy, spent on my outfit
'Cause I'm fly and your ass ain't about shit
I let that bullshit do what it 'pose to do
Go to the club, grab me a hoe or two
Understand, God has a chosen few
Fuck around, and I'll put some holes in you
Now e'ry muhfucker in here bitchin, we rollin
In that big body wide thang, a nigga patrollin
Y'all jealous of the ass that a nigga be holdin
Ain't scared of the po' po' and what they patrollin?
Gotta job muhfucker, I work for myself
I got benefits bitch, dental and health
I do it 24/7, I rob 7-11
If I had to, I take it straight back to heaven
+Witta Attitude+, I got the Range blowed out
So if you jack me homey, I never jump out (No!)
I just tickle these switches and tickle these bitches
That's lickin all on my paint job like liquorish
I know a lotta dances, they call me Jolly Ranchers
'Cause I shine like Rudolph, nigga fuck Prancer!
Ice Cube, reflect like chrome (bling!)
When I'm in the hood, I run it like Rome (Yi-YAY!)
Call her ass right there, she got that kush
And I'ma run all through it like Reggie Bush
And I'ma hit that bush like George Bush
In the middle of the night like a crook
Don't fuck with her, her ass is average
Only fuck with the ones with the whole package
Who gives a fuck if yo' ass look good
If yo' ass can't cook good, that's on the hood (that's on the hood)
Fine bitches, you shit out of luck
'Cause I'm prolly gon' eat more than I fuck (more than I fuck)
You got do it all, not just send them all
Cook and cleaning, love a nigga's shitty drawers
Naw, I'll keep you flossin up at Ready Tellers
The kinda shit that make them other bitches jealous
Pull up, jump out, I'm like new money
And watch the bees in the house come and get the honey
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
Yeah
"Ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
Show out
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
Show out
"Ride through the hood, ride through the hood"
Nigga, I'ma show out
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
Show out
"Ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
Show out
"Ri-ri-ri-ride through the hood"
"Keep it low to the ground"
Show out nigga, show out
"Low, low to the, l-l-low to the ground"

Top Ice Cube, Dead Homiez

Up early in the morning, dressed in black
Don't ask why? 'Cause I'm down in a suit and tie
They killed a homie that I went to school with (Damn!)
I tell ya life ain't shit to fool with
I still hear the screams of his mother
While my nigga laid dead in the gutter (Shit!)
And it's getting to my temple
Why is that the only time black folks get to ride in a limo?
It makes me so mad I want to get my sawed-in
And have some bodies hauled in
But no, I pay my respects and I'm through (whaddup Cube?)
Hug my crew, and maybe shed a tear or two
And I wanna get blitz
Grab my 40 ounce and then I reminisce
About a brother who had to be the one and only
So I dedicate this to my dead homiez...
Another homie got murdered on a shakedown
And his mother is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown
Two shots hit him in the face when they blasted
A framed picture and a closed casket
A single file line about 50 cars long
All drivin' slow with they lights on
He got a lot of flowers and a big wreath
What good is that when you're six feet deep?
I look at that shit and gotta think to myself
And thank God for my health
'Cause nobody really ever know
When it's gonna be they family on the front row
So I take everything slow, go with the flow
And shut my motherfuckin' mouth if I don't know (Word!)
'Cause that's what Pops told me
But I wish he could have said it...to my dead homiez
I remember we painted our names on the wall for fun
Now it's "Rest in Peace" after every one
Except me, but I ain't the one to front
Seems like I'm viewin' a body after every month
Plus, I knew him when he was yea big
Pour beer on the curb before I take a swig
But somethin' ain't right
When it's a tragedy, that's the only time that the family's tight
Lovin' each other in a caring mood
There's lots of people and lots of food
They say "Be Strong" and you're tryin'
But how strong can you be when you see your Pops cryin'?
So that's why Ice Cube's dressed up
Because the city is so fuckin' messed up
And everybody is so phony

Top Ice Cube, Color Blind

Here's another day at the stoplight
I'm lookin in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test
With four brothas in the SS
I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game layin in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never ever slippin I fully strapped
I grab my gat out the glove
Now, do these fools got a problem with me?
Or do they got love?
So when the light turns green, I don't bone out
I wanna see what these black men are all about
Cuz if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm pluggin they Super Sport
First they get behind my ride...
Then they switch lanes to the left side
I'm scopin out the one smokin indo
Comin up fast, rollin down his window
He threw up a sign, I put away my nine
Fool, cuz I'm color blind
Killa Cali, the state where they kill
Over colors cuz brothas don't know the deal
And they'll cap you, not if they have to
But if they want to, first they might confront you
But every nigga on my block can't stop
And he won't stop and he don't stop
Not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gangbang
And rookies ain't the only ones that drop
Some say the little locs are gettin a little too loc'ed
And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word
then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird
Bust a u-turn, come back and get served nigga
For the women, it don't matter how loud they blouse get
But men, the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth split
It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me
Cuz I slang these thangs like a G
It's on, is anybody killin for the summertime
I gotta get another nine, even though I'm colorblind
I'm fresh outta county on bail
And no sooner do I get out, seems like I'm right back in jail
For some gang related activity
Cuz everyday, different fools try to get with me
For no more than a color, or territory
Can't rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck cuz the book is comin'
And just hand your car keys over to your woman
Because it aint no sunshine where you headed
And the shit'll drive you crazy if you let it
But now, I got time to think
Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink
And I ain't even shed a tear
Cuz believe it or not, they got more love for me here
Now picture that, but on a black and white photograph
Cuz brothas, you don't know the half
On the streets I was damn near outta my mind
But ever since I've been down
I'm colorblind
Now here's the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nine
I was told to peel a cap on the other side
Yo, young and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc
I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke
Stable and able but I'm not ready and willin
Cuz I'm only 13 and I ain't never did a killin
Grabbed the A.K. and jumped in the G ride
Started up the bucket and headed for the other side
Yo, spotted the enemies, now I'm on a creep tip
Hit the 5 dollar stick and then I put in my clip
So, I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost
I had my mind set on sendin niggaz to Harrison Ross
Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes
Thinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side
I ain't contributin to genocide (why?)
Cuz I'm colorblind
Niggaz in the hood ain't changed
And I've finally figure out that we're not in the same gang
Cuz, I walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn
Every which way I get burned baby
Lou wears blue, Big Fred wears red
Put 'em together and we color 'em dead
Dead, dyin, gettin smoked like part of the fun
They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral
I understand how all my homeboys feel
Cuz I was shot and to this day, I pack my steel
Cuz I was born in a certain territory
Where you don't talk only the streets tell stories
With blue and red bandanas on the street
And if you slippin, you'll be six feet deep
Cuz me and T-bone, we pay it no mind

Top Ice Cube, Check Yo Self (Remix)

CHORUS:
So come on and chick-ity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
You betta check yo self for you wreck yo self
Cause I'm bad for your health
I come real stealth
Droppin bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms
Do without one mother nigga wit yo Alpine
Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know
And friends know, we got that indoe
Yo I'm not a sucka, sittin in A House of Pain
And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya
Head-butt ya, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, punk motherfucker
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I make dough, but don't call me Dough-Boy
This ain't no fuckin picture
A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit ya
And hit ya, makin they yack to the neck
So you better run a check
CHORUS
Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
Cause they bitch may pullin out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle, cause that's a knife-o AK-47, assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty now, [Watch out now]
I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank
But steady talkin shit in the holdin tank
First you wanna step to me, now your ass screamin for the deputy
They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row, now the runnin up in ya slow
You're God, used to be the Don Juan, now your name is just Twan
Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck, you better run a check
CHORUS
Big dicks in ya ass is bad for your health
If you're foul you better run a make on that license plate you coulda had a V8
Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium
I got six and I'm aimin em
Will I bus or keep you guessin
Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin
Bitch, get off the wood, you no good
There goes the neighborhood hooker
Go ahead and keep your drawers
givin up the claps and who needs applause at a
time like this, pop ya coochie and ya dead
Bitch is a Miami Hurricane head
Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs
Nappy dugout, get the fuck out
Cause women like you gets no respect
Bitch, you better run a check
CHORUS
Cause bitches like you is bad for my health
Cause the Lench Mob is bad for ya health
Nine-trey, remix, old school tip, yeah

Top Ice Cube, Cash Over

Whassup Cube dog?
I got this bitch-ass nigga right here
Y'know, fuckin with this tramp-ass bitch
Puttin her before the scrill' all the time, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin thang
Tellin this bitch all my mother-fuckin business
Puttin ass over cash everyday
Nigga fuck that, this Westside
Be gone you fuckin peon, got the Don furious
Talkin on the phone got the Federal curious
I'm serious! I don't give a fuck where he is
Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to me
How the fuck you think I got the NAME Bossalini? Punk
Mack God Rap Genie, you can't see me
Up in this game ever since you was a lame
Y'all train at my school, nigga I rule
You never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollar
from across the water, watch your daughter
She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon
While you vermin smokin Sherman, I'm rollin somethin German, bitch
Money earnin makin mo' money (ching ching)
Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy
Don't need no honey, that's right
Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said!
We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)
We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)
Now who's that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? Me!
I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the real dilly
You can ask Phillie cause I got a year's supply (Yup!)
You must want to die, don't get the lye
after dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave
for the mark check his heart, the game about to start
Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic)
Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches
If it twitches give it stitches
If it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, now
I'm livin in a two-point zone, and I'm still bumpin
Call me in the clutch, ain't lost my touch
Nigga what? on the microphone
If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home
Tight as a Corleone
You got to get your own, baby get on, now
Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know
on payday, nigga that shit gon' hurt
Fuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness
Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes
I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance
'Specially fuckin up my plans
I'm the boss, I can be late
but you'll never see her and me, over currency
Givin you the third degree, cause you got
too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny
Stop fuckin on them dum-dums
Find one with some ass and some income
Who wanna win? Who wanna spin?
Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? Me
Ice Cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weight
Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga
For what? (Never... fuck a bitch nigga)
For what? She ain't gon' love you if you ain't got no dough fool
(Bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?)
Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y'all (Never ass over cash nigga)
Scrilla scrilla y'all (We greedy)
Cha-ching! (She can get some CD's, push some keys)
Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties)
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee)
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash)

Top Ice Cube, Cave Bitch

Give me a black goddess sister I can't resist her. No stringy haired, blonde
hair, blue eyed, pale skinned buttermilk complexion. Grafted, recessive,
depressive, ironing board backside straight up and straight down. No
frills, no thrills, Miss six o'clock, subject to have the itch, mutanoid,
caucazoid, white cave bitch...
Ease back white bitch, I don't play that
Just because I got on my L.A. hat
Stalkin' walking in my big black boots
Is my jingle, now you want Mandingo
Big, black and handsome
I should hold your devil ass for ransome
Sorta like Patty Herst, but I'll burst first bitch
And you know what's worse
I'm coming from the land where the choppers roam
So phuck you bitch and your Coppertone
Stringy hair - no derrier - frontin' and fakin' with your silicone pair
Do I wanna phuck? Not hardly
That's kinda like Barbie phuckin' Bob Marley
It ain't gonna happen, I keep rappin'
Muthaphuck Teniell, but see I'm the Captain of this ship
And I'm true to the game
Ya all look the same
Standin' by my backstage door, hopin' that'll switch
Spread out you little cave bitch
Why everytime we get famous
You wanna play us like Andy and Amos?
The devil sent you to try and tame us
But you can't tame me, with no bitch named Amy
Lookin' for the dark meat
But ho, I ain't tryin' to go out like Barkely
Cuz everytime I turn on the TV
I see several brothers with she-devils
Smilin' cuz you out on a date
But sooner or later, the bitch'll yell rape
Soon as daddy found out you a jigaboo
He'll kill like he did Emmitt Till
Yah, he tried to kick bass
But the bitch probably threw it in his face
Sargent Bale ain't nothin' but a trick
Nasty as hell, stanky little cave bitch
Now don't think that I hate you
Cuz I won't date you, bitch I gotta stay true
You can be a fan, but don't expand
And try to get my dick in your hand
You better run to the minute man
Pale as snow, so act like y'know
Cuz if I slap it, flip it, and rub it like that
Yeah, it gotta be black
Plus yo ass too flat
I need a butt big enough that can clap
Rat-a-tat-tat
You can't get mine ho
I'd rather phuck an albino
Atleast I know, she's comin' from the Nubian
And not the Ku Klux Klan that you be in
And I don't give a fuck if your family is rich

Top Ice Cube, Bow Down

Intro: Ice Cube
I pledge alligence
To the rag of the United Westside Connection
And the 'W for which it stands
One neighborhood under god
Invicible with luxuries and riches for all
Bow Down
Westside connect gang connect gang bing bing bang
Bow Down
Westside connect gang connect gang bing bing bang
Bow Down
Westside connect gang connect gang bing bing bang
Bow Down
Westside connect gang connect gang bing bing bang
Verse 1: Ice Cube
Tha world is mine nya get back
Dont mess with my stack the gage is racked
About to drop the bomb I'm tha westcoast don
Big fish in a small pond
Now tha feds wanna throw the book at the crook
But I shook they worm and they hook
Guppies hold they breath
They wanna miss me when I'm tipsey
Runnin everything west of the Mississippi
It's the unseen pullin strings wit my pinky ring
We got your woman so pucker up
Fo we buck her up
Bow down before I make a phone call
Got 25 nyaz runnin up on ya'll
Fo the cheese everybody freeze
Foe we squeeze on ya knees butt naked please
Before any of you guppies get heart
Nya rewind my part and
Chorus: Ice Cube
Bow Down
When you come to my town
Bow Down
When I'm west-ward bound
Bow Down
Because I aint no haters like you
Bow Down to a nya that's greater than you
Verse 2: Mack 10
I take ten steps and I draw (blahow)
Now who's dissin the mad bad Inglewood addition
I bust like a pimple my mind is illmental
The Westside connects with me and south central
And a drag from tha zig zag cant buck with the Philly's
Holdin down tha wild west like a kid they call Billy
Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown holda
Strong as a Coca-Cola with a crome pistola
Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss
My look bring you fear with gear deom the Surplus
Since a teen I chased tha green the crack scene king
Lolos Cornishes and Bagguetts on my peices
So reconize these real G's take the cheese
The Westdside Connection keep it rollin like gold D's
Three Wheelin and Dealin is like tha California style
But in tha mean while in my town you got to bow
Chorus: Mack 10
Bow Down
When you come to my town
Bow Down
When I west-ward bound
Bow Down
Because I aint no haters like you
Bow Down to to a nya that's greater than you
Verse 3: W.C.
Well it's that chuck wearin still sportin a beanie
The shadiest one in the click who want to see me
As I slide my locs on let my khakis hang
Westside connect gang connect gang bing bing bang
Run away run away don't mess around or get fade
By this H double O to D to the S.T.A
Ain't no hidin it i'm conected simple and plain which
Means I could care less about you cowards in the rap game
Flashy fools get rolled up beat the caught up
When you come around keep your chain tucked
From this zero zero's apostrophe is affiliated
Shake a studio lyricist I'm real with this
Talk the talk, walk the walk
Dis me on wax and I'm taking off the whole sidewalk nya
I'm platium bond so trick shut up
And punk all ya'll could kiss my converse like sh'o nuff
Chorus: W.C.
Bow Down
When you come to my town
Bow Down
When I'm west-ward bound
Bow Down
Because I aint no haters like you
Bow Down to a nya that's greater than you
Verse 4: Ice Cube, Mack 10, W.C.
Superstar status, Look ma' I made it
Still the same nya, Americaz most hated
Westside rollinfor tha playa haters,
Even if we all get murdered in Vegas they can't fade us,
What's that connect like, Inglewood is where I be from,
Westside rollin and I'm dumping when I see some,
Fool this the module, got dogs doing gang time,
And if you don't claim mine, best to hit the main line,
I'm shaky as a wannabe, but still rich rollin,
Connected for life is my number one slogan,
Put my rag and the homies start tweakin',
Number one on billboard, I still keep seekin'
And we world wide coming, pushin' 600's,
When it comes to gangsta hits we runnin',
Nya please you cant see these on your knees,
World wide dub SCG, WESTSIDE!
Chorus: Mack 10
Bow Down
When you come to our town
Bow Down
Where I'm westward bound
Bow Down
Because I ain't a hater like you
Bow down to a nya that's greater than you
Bow Down (Huh yeah)
Bow Down (???)
Bow Down (???)
Outro: Ice Cube
I pledge alligence
To the rag of the United Westside Connection
And the 'W for which it stands
One neighborhood under god
Invicible with luxuries and riches for all
Bow Down (Westside)
Bow Down (To the best side)
Bow Down (???)
Chorus: Ice Cube
Bow Down
When you come to our town
Bow Down
Where We westward bound
Bow Down
Because I ain't a hater like you
Bow down to a nya that's greater than you
Huh Foolio

Top Ice Cube, Alive On Arrival

Down at the best spot
Its me and JD and they sellin more birds than a pet shop
The spot's hot and everybody nervous
That's when the blue car served us
Oh why did fools had to let loose
Heard six pops from a deuce deuce
Big Tom had to push us
13 niggaz runnin straight to the bushes
For they gats so they could draw down
But why a motherfucker like me had to fall down
Not known why I dropped out
Fuck it, still can't afford to get popped out
So now I gotta jet
Only ran one block, but my shirt soakin wet
Tryin to see if we got him
Looked down at my sweatshirt red at the bottom
Didn't panic but I still looked cracked out
Yelled to the homies then I blacked out
Woke up in the back of a tray
On my way, to MLK
That the county hospital jack
Where niggaz die over a little scratch
Still sittin in the trauma center
In my back is where the bullet entered
Yo nurse I'm gettin kind of warm
Bitch still made me fill out the fuckin form
Coughin up blood on my hands and knees
Then I heard "freeze nigger don't move"
Yo, I didn't do a thing
Didn't wanna go out like my man Rodney King
Still got gaffled
Internal bleeding as the bullet starts to travel
Now I'm handcuffed
Being asked information on my gang affiliation
I don't bang, I rock the good rhymes
And I'm a victim of neighborhood crime
I need to see a MD
And ya'll mothafuckers giving me the third degree
Look at the waiting room
Its filled to the rim like the county jail day room
Nobody gettin help
Since we poor
The hospital move slow
Now I'm layed out
People steppin over me to get closer to the tv
Just like a piece of dog shit
Now will I die on this nappy ass carpet
One hour done passed
Done watched two episodes of M*A*S*H
And when I'm almost through
They call my name and put me on ICU
Halfway dead
No respect and handcuffed to the bed
Now the trauma starts
Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart
So I begin the ass kissin
Just to get looked at by an overworked physician
Got the chills, but my temperatures 103
Only got a band-aid and an IV
That's when I start cussin
Police steady askin me who did the bustin
Why oh why can't I get help
Cause I'm black, I gots to go for self
Too many black bodies the hospital housin

Top Ice Cube, Bird in the Hand

FRESH OUTTA SCHOOL CAUES I WAS A HIGH SCHOOL GRAD GOTTA GET A JOB CAUSE I WAS A HIGH SCHOOL DAD WISH I GOT PAID FOR RAPPING TO THE NATION BUT THATS NOT LIKELY SO HERES MY APPLICATION HAND IT TO THE MAN AT AT&T; CAUSE WHEN I WAS IN SCHOOL I GOT THE AEE BUT THERE IS NO SE FOR THIS YOUNGSTER I DIDN'T HAVE NO MONEY SO NOW I GOT TO PUNCH CLOCK AND SLAVE AND BE HAPPY CAUSE THE WHITTY SAYA THERE NO ROOM FOR THE AFRICAN ALWAYS KNEW THAT I WOULDN'T CLOCK G'S WELCOME TO MCDONALDS CAN I TAKE YOUR ORDER PLEASE GOTTA SERVE YOU FOOD TAHT MIGHT GIVE YOU CANCER CAUSE MY SON DOESN'T TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER NOW I PAY TAXES BUT THEY NEVER GIVE ME BACK WHAT ABOUT DIAPER BOTTLES AND SIMILAC DO I HAVE TO SELL ME A WHOLE LOTTA OF CRACK PRODUCE IN SHELTER AND CLOTHES ON MY BACK OR SHOULD I JUST WAIT FOR HELP FROM BUSH OR JESSIE JACKSON AND OPERATION P.U.S.H IF YOU ASK ME THE WHOLE THING NEEDS A DOUCHE OR MASSINGIL WHAT THE HELL CRACK I'LL SELL IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD TO THE CORNER HOUSE BITCHES MISS PARKER,LIL JOE, AND TODD BRIDGES OR ANYBODY THAT HE KNOWS SO COP ME A BIRD BETTER KNOWN AS A KILO NOW EVERYBODY KNOW I WENT FROM PO TO A NIGGA THAT GOT DOUGH SO NOW YOU WANT TO PUT THE FED AGAINST ME CAUSE I COULDN'T FOLLOW THE PLAN OF THE PRESIDENCY I'LL NEVER GET LOVE AGAIN BUT BLACKS ARE TOO FUCKING BROKE TO REPUBLICANS NOW I REMEMBER I USE TO BE COOL TILL I STOP FILLING OUT MY W2 NOW SENATOR ARE GETTING HIGH AND YOU BLACKS IN GHETTOS AT NIGHT CRY SO NOW YOU WANT TO GIVE A PEP TALK BUT SORRY THIS IS OUR ONLY ROOM TO WALK CAUSE WE DON'T WANT TO DRUG PUSH BUT A BIRD IN THE HAND BEATS ONE IN THE BUSH

Top Ice Cube, Ask About Me

I check it in on the West Coast (Ask about me)
I check it in in the Dirty South (a-yeay)
I check it in in the Mid-West (hustle, man)
I check it in on the East Coast (The Hustle Gang)
(Look at me)
(Don Matta')
(Poppa Don)
Check my blood pressure,
they think they fresher than the Don
Prescription pills to keep me calm,
Nigga, I'm da bomb!
In the black Testerosa,
Sippin' on Mimosa,
A bleedin' ?nosa?
I'm in the West, we ain't got the ?nego?
Give me Sicko kilos from Puerto Rico
When I okay it,
So much cheese, you got to weigh it
Never thought these niggaz was the feds
"Freeze" was the sound
I started lettin' off rounds,
lay the whole fuckin' room down
I don't wanna see Your Honor,
Ratha eat pirhana from Benny Hana,
Smokin' marijuana in my sauna,
I done hade it with these attics and faggots,
They them rattic causin' static,
bring me my A-U-T-O-matic,
oh niggaz wanna se how we ride
Bitch, you know the muthafuckin' side,
world muthafuckin' wide.
Make yo' hustle official,
And them niggaz that's wit' you,
gotta push tha issue,
on the fools that dis you,
whether pump or pistol,
when it's up in yo' gristle,
hand yo' mama a tissue,
If I decide to kiss you.
(replace "a-yeay" with "Ask about me")
Can you dig her?
It's the bigger, seven-figure, super nigga
Wit' the triggas at yo' dome,
we like to roam,
Through yo' muthafuckin' home like a comb
and find the money that's gone
And we'll take you, shake you,
break you, take two,
play you on wit' the chrome,
nigga shoot!
Execute, they try to electrocute
I got too much loot
Ya say I'm on yo' hit list,
You niggaz miss,
tryin' to turn my muthafuckin' cheese into Swiss
Rappers make bucks and I can hear it,
hard to fear it,
'Cuz I know you grew up on my lyrics
It's the boss player,
never lost hair over assholes,
blast holes in you muthafuckin' tadpoles
Like a bullfrog,
nigga I'm a bullhog,
guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog
Where millions never gave a fuck about Sicilians,
or killas on T.V. can see,
we got the real ones
So check yo' muthafuckin CD-Rom
and your World Wide Web, dot com,
It's the Don Mega!
What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang)
What cha call it? (Hustle, man)

Top Ice Cube, AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted

Ice Cube with The Lench Mob, I got it goin on
A nigga that's livin in the city of the criminal zone
One-time can't keep the law in order
cos everybody's goin crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag
or beat down for ya flag
Cos if you is or you ain't a gangbanger
Keep one in the chamber
Cos you'll get them thangs put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay
I keep my 9 anyway
for the day one of my homies wanna squab
I'm still rollin wit The Lench Mob
(AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted)
Back in the day I dip my shirt in dirt
Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
to bust a cap cos it's all about survival of the fittest
I'm a menace crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
From the shit I took from people
I reap all your fat shit, jack
Back to the criminals sect
I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet
Cos I'm slick as slippery
They can't get wit me, cops ain't shit to me
I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs
and sweat em like sweathogs
and get mad, mad cos I'm the nigga that flaunt it
AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Aiyo, here's what the poster read:
'Ice Cube is wanted dead'
That's all it said
I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the green
Hear shots and si-reens
When I feet first they yo' rings, now they my rings
So give it up punk and then I just
put another jack in progress
It's the American way
cos I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A
Ice Cube - a motherfuckin clepto
and tried to catch the early bird but they slept, so
who gets the worm?
And if I'm caught in a trap
you know I'ma beat the wack
with a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, stay off!
I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest
I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his chest
so get the Kryptonite cos I'm a rip tonight
Cos I'm scarin ya, wanted by America
(Aiyo Cube man, they on your ass)
Word, but who the fuck has heard?
It's time to take a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a nigga invasion
Point blank for the caucasian
Cock the hammer then crackle, smile
Take me to your house, pal
Got to the house, my pockets got fat, see
Crack the safe, got the money and the jewellry
Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(Whattup G?) Saw my face on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I didn't know I lucked out
Struck out, I gotta get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough when
the ol' bitch down the street must've turned me in
Cos the feds was out there ten deep
I got hassled and gaffled in the back seat
I think back when I was robbin my own kind
The police didn't pay it no mind
But when I start robbin the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the soap-on-a-rope
I said it before and I'll still taught it

Top Ice Cube, $100 Bill, Y'all

Get numbers, get names
Thick dames
Headhunters get brains
Big thangs
Give niggas shitstains
The shit, man
And don't you forget, man.
We be
The best of CG
Greedy
Abduct the PD
See me?
Nigga, not in 3D.
Be me?
Hah, it's not easy.
I'm breezy
And off the Heezy
Me and my woman's like George & Wheezy
Movin' on up, niggas use to tease me
See me on top
It makes you queasy.
Sick with it
Bitch, I'm Bruce Lee
Seduce me
You're nice and juicy
In the parking lot, I gots to get mine
Why the fuck we goin' in when there's bitches in line?
I spend my time watchin' bitches' behinds
Thinkin' bad shit in the back of my mind
I bump and grind with nothing less than a dime
Making movie money, you still investin' in rhymes.
[Chorus]
And I'm in this bitch
With a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I got a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
Who got a hundred dollar bill, y'all?
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I got a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch.
I'm in here
Got all you freaks lookin'
When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
Rookies start tookin'
Get your ass up, V.I.P. section's gettin' tooken
Might dance, might not
might spend enough
Cool as hell, but still pipin' hot
Soon as I find a spot
All my people gather 'round
The nigga with the shiny watch--me
Ice Cube, motherfucker
Next to me, you a test tube motherfucker
We kinda rude, motherfucker
Get too close and bucka! Bucka! Bucka!
Don't want no problems, y'all
Fuck around, I'll pull out the problem-solv'
and watch E pills dissolve
nine times out of ten, you hoes involved.
[Chorus]
Get numbers, get names
Thick dames
Headhunters get brains
Big thangs
Give niggas shitstains
The shit, man
And don't you forget, man.
Security pat downs
I'm a star, motherfucker
I been put' the gat down
I been put' the mack down
But check the people that I'm with
'Cause they'll lay you flat down
And they'll do it right now
Yeah, you scared of the phone numbers that a nigga might dial
Club-hop, car shows, picnics
Big cars, big jewels, big dicks
Rush doors
Or gotta hop the fence
Blow this door
Gotta blow my rent
Gotta show my ass, then go repent
Gotta call in sick
And tell 'em where I went.

Top Ice Cube, Givin' Up The Nappy Dug Out

Yeah
Umm, uhh is Cheryl here?
Well who are you?
Tell her Ice Cube is here
WHO?!
Ice Cube!
ICE CUBE?!
Man I ain't lettin my damn daughter
go out with no damn Ice Cubes man!
Man what the hell you talkin about man?
I brought my daughter up man,
in a Catholic school, private school
Man what you want with her?
I'm sick of this bullshit!
Yo man, let me tell you somethin..
Your daughter was a nice girl, now she is a slut
A queen treatin niggaz just like King Tut
Gobblin up nuts, sorta like a hummingbird
Suckin up the Lench Mob crew, and I'm comin third
Used to get straight A's, now she just skippin class
Oh my, do I like to grip the hips and ass
Only seventeen, with a lot of practice
on black boys jimmies and white boys cactus
Sorry sorry sir, but I gotta be brief
A lotta niggaz like bustin nuts in her teeth
Drink it up, drink it up, even though she's Catholic
that don't mean shit, cause she's givin up the ass quick
Quicker than you can say, "Candy,"
the bitch is on my Snicker... and oh man she
can take on three men - built like He-Men
Her little-bitty twat got gallons of semen
Fourteen niggaz in line ready to bang yo'
pride-and-joy, I mean daddy's little angel
Tell the little bitch to bring her ass out the house
cause your daughter's known, for givin up the nappy dug out
"I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch remains
I'm gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!"
Givin up the nappy dug out!
Look motherfucker you better get from in front of my house
with that old god damn bullshit
You girlie-ass motherfucker
You better get out of here witcho' fine ass
Man, youse a little fine motherfucker
Mister, mister, before you make me go
I'm here to let you know your little girl is a hoe
Nympho, nympho, boy is she bad
Get her all alone and out comes the kneepads
I know she is a minor and it is illegal
but the bitch is worse than Vanessa Del Rio
And if you de-cide to call rape
we got the little hooker on tape, now:
tell the fuckin slut to please hurry up
and wear that dress that's tight on her butt
So I can finger-fuck on the way to the bed
Been in so many rooms, she got a dot on her forehead
Face turnin red from grabbin them ankles
Fuck and get up is how I do them stank-hoes
You should hear how she sounds with a cock
And her boots get knocked, from here to Czechoslovakia
Two are on top, one on the bottom
First nigga got the boots; man, you shoulda shot him
cause after I got 'em it was over
Now niggaz get lucky like a four-leaf clover
on daddy's little girl.
She keeps nuts in her mouth like the bitch was a squirrel
So tell Cheryl to bring her ass home
cause the line at my house is gettin loooooooong, ay!
"I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch remains
I'm gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!"
Yeah.. yeah.. bitch, bitch givin up the nappy dug out!
"I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch remains
I'm gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!"
Yo..
Little motherfucker!
Daddy, where did he go?
I'll tell you where he went, god damnit!
Mercy!
"Givin up the nappy, givin up the nappy dug out"
"Givin up the nappy dug out.."
"Givin up the nappy, givin up the nappy dug out"
"Givin up the nappy dug out.."
"Givin-givin up the nappy dug out.."
Mercy!
Warning: when having sexual intercourse with a female like Cheryl
you must use, jimmy hat condoms
We're called jimmy hats, have you ever seen us?
Most guys wear us round rolled up on your penis
If you're real smart, you will always use us
Put me in your wallet, 'fore some dummy screws us
And goin bare back, without the bare facts
'll have creepy crawlers crawlin on your nutsac!
So get the J-I-M-M-Y to the hats
It's me and two brothers in a pack
"Run out and get your jimmy hats.."
(??)
"Run out and get your jimmy hats.."

Top Ice Cube, The Curse Of Money

Hey wassup Cube?
Man I'm glad I caught you at your momma' house homey
Wassup man? You still got your pager right or you lost it?
(It's the curse, the curse....the curse, the curse)
Y'know my code right? I been pagin you for about a week man
(The curse, the curse) I heard about the deal ya got
Greed, Khop (The curse, the curse)
Check this out, you owe a nigga somethin man
Do the math baby, do the math (Ch-ching)
Do the math baby, do the math (Ch-ching)
Do the math baby (The curse, the curse)
Do the math baby (The curse, the curse)
It's the curse of money, once you get it, fool you got it
Buy a new pair of drawers and motherfuckers spot it
Niggas plotted, to have me knotted up in basements
till these cocksuckers see what they're faced with
Their fantasies of a life stress-free
Full of orgies, in the Florida Keys
But this bullshit is so thick, it's like mountains
Sick of threatenin all my lawyers and accountants
The decibals, gold diggers goin for the testicles
Soon they realise, I don't invest in hoes
Sometimes it's like hell on earth
When everybody tryin to get your ass for all your worth
It's the curse
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
(The curse, the curse) Do the math
When you hot, they think you got more than you got
When you not, motherfuckers callin you a flop
I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have
Before you sell your soul better do the math
I start to scream shit like "May day, may day"
Cos motherfuckers think it's all grav-ay wit my pay day
And like I said, it's the curse of money
They start laughin at your jokes when they ain't that funny (Ha ha ha)
See this ass kissin yes man
Shakin hands with the left hand, get my weap-an, get to stepp-an
Fuck every phony ass nigga round me
Stick a shaft up your ass like Richie Roundtree (Yea yea!)
Got to have some gas money if you goin
If not who you fuckin? Who you flowin? Who you owin?
In '98 don't shit come free
Not even hard rhymes that's describin these hard times
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby, do it
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby, aha
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
(The curse, the curse) Do the math, ooh wee
When you hot, they think you got more than you got
When you not, motherfuckers callin you a flop
I just laugh (haha), the curse everybody wanna have
Before you sell your soul better do the math
To relax I smoke a stick, the shit make me sick
Gotta gang of new homies, and relatives on my dick
No time for drama, busters get sprayed
Bitches wanna get layed, and everybody need their bills paid (Everybody)
Motherfuckers, sweat me like a spy
They wanna kick it cos I, got the curse of mulah
Make me wanna start scrappin and look at me to make it happen
What the fuck was they doin before Mack 10 was rappin ?!? Tell me
(What the fuck?) how can I remain a man of seven figures
when I'm rushed by gold diggers everytime I get bigger? (Ch-ching)
Like David Banner, when I tweak I turn green
And everytime I'm seen it's like people start to fiend
It's the curse
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby (aha)
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby (1 million, 2 million)
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby (3 million)
(The curse, the curse) Do the math
When you hot, they think you got more than you got
Yeah they do
When you not, motherfuckers callin you a flop (Motherfuckers)
I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have
Before you sell your soul better do the math (Better do it)
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
Get the fuck outta here
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
With dollar signs in your eyes
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby (Ha ha, sheeit)
(The curse, the curse) Do the math
Leave your ass broke
Rabbit ears, nigga for pockets, haha he

Top Ice Cube, What Is A Pyroclastic Flow?

[Keith David]
What's the definition of a pyroclastic flow?
That's what happens when a volcano blow
That's what happens when Ice Cube starts to flow
Red hot lava mixed with salava
Pulvarising everything in it's wake
Nothing can survive a pyroclastic flow
And noone will survive this one

Top Ice Cube, Jack N The Box

The Westcoast Warlord,
The Grand Wizard,
Ice Cube,
Motherfuckers head so big they call him 'jack in the box',
[Verse 1]
I'm a superhero, like Lou Ferrigno,
?Made? by the ?Nero?, look like a zero,
Shine the spotlight, this is my night,
Get your cameras ready, let it rain confetti,
I'm a champion, I do what can't be done,
In the real league nerd, not the fantasy one
Throw your hands up, you can cheer for your boy,
When I hit the stage get an ear full of noise,
When I bring the noise from here to Illinois,
Motherfuckers love when I do what it does,
A allstar, superstar entertainer,
World class, first ?ballot? hall-of-famer,
Some rappers claim that they got a heart full of anger,
How when your lyrics weren't written by a stranger,
Fool I'm the greatest, you just the latest,
I'm loved by your grandmama, and your baby
[Chorus]
See my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box',
You can't impress me, so fuck what you got,
I said my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box',
Don't talk about money 'cause I'm stacking a lot,
[Hook]
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
'cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
'cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
[Verse 2]
I was a born loser, I was a born sinner,
Now I am a winner, in a ?convincing sinner?,
I got to take a bow, 'cause I still wonder how,
The system didn't get me when I was a juvenile,
Just think if I had got locked up,
No 'Boyz in da Hood' thanks to America,
No 'Eazy', 'NWA', no 'Friday',
Don't let your motherfucking talent go to waste,
Don't catch a case cause these people got a place,
To throw your life away and take you right out the waste,
Throw your hands up, you got to man up,
I had to show the world, what I was made of,
What you say Blood, I was a ?slad? 'cause,
Now I'm V.I.P., up in Vegas,
I'm up in Nike-town, so how you like me now,
See the whole industry had to bite my style,
[Chorus]
See my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box',
I knew we would win so I'm bagging a lot,
I said my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box',
My shit is so dope it's like cracking a pot,
[Hook]
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
'cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
'cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
[Hook 2]
Now mama don't be mad I got to show my ass,
And thanks these motherfuckers for my past,
I got to let them know I never break like glass,
What you looking at it's top notch world class,
Mama don't be mad I got to show my ass,
And thanks these motherfuckers for my past,
I got to let them know I never break like glass,
What you looking at it's top notch world class,
[Chorus]
See my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box',
You can't impress me, so fuck what you got,
I said my head is so big they call me 'jack in the box',
Don't talk about money 'cause I'm stacking a lot,
[Hook]
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
'cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
'cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D.

Top Ice Cube, I Got My Locs On

[Chorus]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't see my eyes [2x]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't tell I'm high [2x]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't see my eyes [2x]
I got my locs on [2x]
And you can't tell I'm high [2x]
[Ice Cube - Verse 1]
I got my locs on, welcome to the terrordome
I got them carrots on givin off them pheromones
women love it when they see me on that motorcycle
niggas hate it cuz they know I'm makin more than Michael
been ballin since the word ballin played out
they brought it back to describe me in that maybach
me and Jeezy Jeezy rollin with our locs on
smokin somethin good fuckin up the ozone
[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy - Verse 2]
brand new Versaces ran me a buck 50
(they must have set you back) naw baby not really
switchin lanes yes yea the chopper's just silly
when it's bustin at your ass we just laughin at ya really
I got my locs on dickies on keep the workin niggas on
keep the cashmere vickis on yea she keep them vickis on
keep my locs on see you hatin motherfuckers
keep my locs on you know they match my bag suckas
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I got my locs on cuz my eyes are burgundy
and when I get home I don't want the third degree
the verdict be urgently these niggas wanna murder me
they scared of the consequences comin from my defenses
it ain't that expensive have your ass hoppin fences
lucky motherfucker missed your ass by some inches
next time understand what you fuckin' with, it's legendary status
sittin behind these glasses nigga
[Chorus]

Top Ice Cube, Get Used To It

[Ice Cube]
If you try to get with me, pull a four and a fifty
Fuck your monkey ass up, like Bobby did Whitney
Trigger fingers get itchy, when niggaz get bitchy
And they need they story told on Jerry or Ricki
Pull your green in your iffy, I'm clean and I'm spiffy
If they lock me up today I'll be back in a jiffy
All my niggaz that's with me, all my bitches are picky
To ride around us right on time, bitch you know it's tricky
Take a hit of the sticky, everybody get tipsy
When we hittin' that whiskey, all my niggaz get pissy
Don't fuck with no sissy, all we bumpin' is missy
If you know where I am, motherfucker come get me
I'm a man not a Mickey, all my niggaz love hickies
that don't go away 'til you're well in your sixties
All I'm wearin' is Dickies, don't try to evict me
When we come to Atlanta we gon' re-open Nikki's
[Chorus - X2]
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
[W.C.]
Barracuda with it, call security
Fuck the dress code, I'm in a white T with jewelry
Hand to my side with my nine, sat lyin' back
In the club with your baby mama in my lap
Lookin' fly like I got a pocket full of stones
Pro fitted on, wearin' chronic cologne
Big watch, big rocks, grip glocks, dick guap
What you niggaz thought, motherfucker this is Lench Mob
Dub make the trigger knock, talk shit
I'll put additional air condition holes in your Bentley top
And shorty got 'em gettin' low, I rich rolls
Swervin' on them MVP's, I call 'em Kobe's cause they 24's
Still spittin' out sunflowers, Dub and Don Dadda
Bustin' more gun powder than gun towers
Down South, y'all can Screw it, it's the West, too truest
Keep the party jumpin' like do it fluid and never lose it
[Chorus - X2]
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
[The Game]
Who my gangsta rap teacher? (Ice Cube) Nigga you better know it
It's the Don Dadda Jr. slash motherfuckin' poet
Sit back and take notes while I spin like hundred spokes
My flow is razor sharp, I'm comin' straight for your throat
With that West Coast, gangbang, watch him when his chain hang
East Coast, Down South, niggaz do the same thang
Throw up your dubs like Wu-Tang, who bang
harder than that nigga bailin' through your hood with two chains
Swangin' like his nuts, 'cause he don't give a fuck
Bout no nigga that ain't bangin' in no khakis or some Chuck's
It's that Westside, Connect'd with that nigga who flow so wreckless
He spent a hundred thousand on his necklace, I'll bet this
motherfuckin' Coast ain't got shit after me
Ain't have shit before Cube except a W.C.
The Maad Circle is back, with mad purple in fact
I'm bout to join the Lench Mob, that's me squirtin' the mac, motherfuckers
[Chorus - X2]
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it
And y'all better get use to it

Top Ice Cube, Don't Make Me Hurt Ya Feelings

[Ice Cube]
From hood to hood, sea to shinin sea
Let this be the anthem, when you niggaz see me
Fuck 'em, uh-huh
[Chorus]
When I'm on the block, and you see me chillin
With that drop-top, don't let me hurt ya feelings
When I'm in the club, lookin like a million
With that bitch you love, don't let me hurt ya feelings
[Ice Cube]
Tick tock, niggaz see me on the block
and they stomachs drop, cause I'm so fuckin hot
Now, you know my M.O. pull up and blow the horn
She runs out at night and comes back in the morn'
Leave these niggaz lookin like Children of the Corn
Ain't nuttin in the world like a bitch nigga scorned
Forewarned if you thinkin 'bout this porn
It may result in yo' drawers gettin torn nigga
I'm Jose Jackson last born
I'm a rooster, Foghorn Leghorn
Youse a loser, get your feelings hurt when I seduce her
She turn my dick to stone just like Medusa
Mad cause I got my dick sucked, and my balls licked
Faggot niggaz come out the closet
You know that bitch you like that's throwin the P
You know that bitch you like is goin with me
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Let the fo' chrome blow ya dome, nigga I'm the king of Rome
Jim Jones these hoes into my living room
Niggaz get jealous, at the Goodfellas
"He's a hot dog~!" Nigga add relish
Papered out, lay you out, fuckin with my paper route
Take you out so momma cain't make you out
When I creep niggaz read 'em and weep
When they peep I'm a fuckin wolf dressed like a sheep
So fresh, so clean, so nice, so mean
She's a motherfuckin fiend for this niggarole supreme (yeay-yay)
Hoes scream they wanna be on my team, but uhh
It's a dream like Martin the King
Heartbreaker, money taker, nigga, it's my nature
to shake her, soon as a nigga break her
And I'm done, you can have her back
Sucker niggaz askin where yo' ass was at
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
My hood, yo' hood, niggaz up to no good
Get your shine on, please make it understood
Get your grind on nigga 'til it's all good
Run up on these 24's - wish you would
I wish y'all bitch niggaz would
Swizz Beatz wanna give you crybaby niggaz a pacifier
When you see us comin get to runnin [fades out]

Top Ice Cube, Do Ya Thang

[Chorus]
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
[Verse 1]
I'm in that Hot Thang, gutter lane
Dippin' with that wood grain
So fuckin' hood, mayne
They call me The Boogeyman
In that slow lane, what is your whole name?
I forgot this ho's name, I'll call her Louise Lane
Up on that boulevard, 24's rotate
Ice Cube comin' through, gotta make the hoes wait
Roll at my own pace - nigga, don't hate!
Fuck all you fat-fuckers leanin' up against my paint!
Ice Cube, I steal a little paint (Movie star!)
Fuck you! Pour a nigga a lil' drink!
That's how it's goin' down out here in California
Listen to my people, when a nigga hit the corner!
[Chorus]
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who is the flyest one of all?
[Verse 2]
Now pull in the parking lot
Nigga, find a parking spot
Fired up, everyone want to spark a lot
Puff-puff-pass, we out on Ave.
Lookin' for a big fat ass to harass!
Is it you? Uh-huh, I see you lookin'
When we roll by, pussy still cookin'
Freaks get tooken when they lookin' for stars
If you don't like my face - bitch, look at my car!
Keep it simple, I told you once befo'
It really don't matter how I get you to the mo'
It really don't matter how I get you in my low
Just hop in, let's go
And let your friends know!
[Chorus]
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who is the flyest one of all?
[Verse 3]
Do ya thang, girl!
Fuck what they lookin' at!
We the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast, baby - with so much gravy
You should call The Navy, ever since the 80's
I've been doin' good, they been doin' bad
When I see you walk by, I'm pursuin' that
But never chase it, my game is so basic
As soon as I lace it - baby, wanna taste it?
Just face it, put me to the test
Ice Cube would ace it, I'm built for success
Fuck a Rockstar! We wanna party like a Rap Star
In the club, in the house, or the backyard (Yay-yay!)
You make it rain with ones, I make it rain with hun's
And we get lap-dance from nuns
They put away they crucifix
And they say, "Ice Cube - boy, you the shit!"
[Chorus]
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who is the flyest one of all?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who is the flyest one of all?
[Bridge]
I see you lookin' at me
We don't give a fuck!
What you lookin' at?
We gonna give it up!
[Chorus]
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who is the flyest one of all?
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, mayne
Fuck what they lookin' at!

Top Ice Cube, Crack Baby?

[Chorus]
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you the motherfucker that broke in my Mercedes?
[Ice Cube]
Let me tell y'all, the definition of shady
It's a nigga like you that think it's all gravy
Do some dumb shit, dumber than join the Navy
What yo' broke ass doin' with a hundred babies?
Strap it on please, you're spreadin' STD's
throughout the hood, you's a walkin' disease
You took the bad ones, and you turned 'em into sad ones
Bitch you dumb too, fuckin' with the last ones
You's a crazy nigga goin' in and out of there
Like you love it, but nigga I'm outta here
When they crack the door, boy I ain't comin' back
I'm tryin' to figure out, why you keep runnin' back?
[Chorus]
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you the motherfucker that broke in my Mercedes?
[Ice Cube]
Sick with it, bipolar, crazy as the Ayatollah
Went in to buy a soda, now we shootin' at the rollers
He looked at me like "Cube, I thought you was a soldier"
I am nigga, but not for a Coca-Cola
Jumped out my car when his head hit the tar
It bust like a jar but he still wanted to spar
They jumped out, and hit his ass with the taser
Fifty thousand volts turned him into Joe Frazier
Beat they ass, took they badge, took they guns and they cash
Came by the bar, nigga rollin' in they squad car
Blue and red lights flashin' like a superstar
I just shook my head and wondered who the fuck you are
[Chorus]
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you the motherfucker that broke in my Mercedes?
[Ice Cube]
You've got to be a crack baby, turn into a grown-up
Sharp as a bowling ball, brain like a donut
My daddy told me that the early bird get the worm
He told me that the early dope fiend get the sherm
Three AM, see you ridin' on that bicycle
Old motherfucker, what you doin' on that tricycle?
You's a cold motherfucker like a icicle
With your grandmama purse tryin' to buy a nickel
I should kick ya ass just because she can't do it
Cause all you do is talk shit and you drink fluid
You say "Yeah man, you better get used to it"
They say God is perfect, and I say he blew it
[Chorus]
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you the motherfucker that broke in my Mercedes?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you a grown crack baby born in the '80s?
Are you the motherfucker that broke in my Mercedes?

Top Ice Cube, Holla @ Cha' Boy

[Ice Cube]
I knew you niggaz would be back
See, see, you need to fuck with me y'knahmean?
Yeah, you need to holla at your boy man (holla)
Stop fuckin with them punk niggaz man with that shit
(That's what you get)
That shit stepped on nigga (that's what you get)
I got that raw, I got that... UNGH!
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Twenty-fo' seven - holla at your boy
What you need baby? C'mon with it - holla at your boy
I got it all day, in the hallway - holla at your boy
Sick of that blow up - holla at your boy
[Ice Cube]
That's what you get for fuckin with them niggaz
Come and see me for that real O.G.
He a O-Z, I'm a whole ki'
Dope as a motherfucker, son a whole seed
Bitches fiend for it, then they lean for it
It ain't cocaine, but they wanna still blow it
What you need, what you need
Hoes offer me the pink slip and the deed (yes indeed)
Treat it just like weed
Hit the right end then pass it to her friend (uh-huh)
I'm a hustler, you a customer
Them other niggaz you like, straight fuckin ya
Some of 'em lyin (yup) most of 'em trickin
Others are dyin, some of 'em victims
When you come from South Central L.A.
That shit is like dirt weed, a nigga got a headache (holla)
[Chorus: Ice Cube]
If you want it raw now, make the call now
Look me up nigga - holla at your boy
Fiendin for that good shit, take a look bitch
What you need baby - holla at your boy
I got it all day, in the hallway
On Broadway - holla at your boy
Sick of that blow up, gettin stepped on
Nigga come on home - holla at your boy
[Ice Cube]
"Ice Cube!" Back then they used to fuck me
Now that I'm hot these bitches still love me
(Why?) Cause I'm far from ugly
Everywhere I go they wanna kiss and hug me
They say "Dopeman, dopeman!
I got your money don't turn into Konnan"
Don't wanna see the G-hand (bitch)
I am the man from here to Cleveland
Don't get mad, I get e-van
Try to shake the van, think you're sleep-an
Oh my God this nigga's leak-in
Somebody best to call the deacon (uh-huh)
Any dose is a overdose
Leave your punk-ass dead or a comatose (yeah)
And if you don't wanna listen
My shit'll crack you out like Tyrone Bigguns
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Holla, yeah
But don't 2-way a nigga
Bitch that ain't nothin but a transcript
Dumb bitch (I'll holla)
Don't 2-way a nigga man (I'll holla)
Damn!
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
20 years
I've been servin you fiends for 20 years
Why would you fuck with anybody else, ha?
That's why you're fucked up right now, ain't it?
You need to get at me
You know I got it, and I know you want it
- holla at your boy
[Mike Epps]
C'mon Cube let me rap on here
I'm, I'm just tryin to sack somethin up!

Top Ice Cube, Definition Of A West Coast G (Intro)

Representin' South Centeral
Representin' West Coast
Ice Cube

Top Ice Cube, Child Support

Buucker, I'll beat yo' bad-ass
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
Bitch niggaz
still wanna check my urine
still can't believe
what you see and what you're hearin'
you motherfuckers
thought you knew the whole story
until your mama
took a nigga on maury
read your test results
are you the father
I looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother
I'm the father of this gangsta shit
never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids
lil' bad-ass kids
I whoop they ass every night
send the paramedics bitch
and the black and white
I brought you in this world
I'll take you out
do you ugly
so mamma can't make you out
you know my style a colt
file a report
I'm a dead-beat daddy
no child support
you get fooled like the last trick
get it out your ass bitch
you niggaz know my pyroclastic flow
c'mon!
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
You want child support
Get it out your ass bitch
Ya'll niggaz know
Ya'll bitches know
where you get it from
who's the original
you got your daddy's mouth
talk like a criminal
keep it gangsta son
never get pigeon holed
rap bastards tryin' to make a classic
keep your dumb-ass out of the casket
cause intercope'll spend your money
they don't give a fuck
about a dead rapper
nigga they'll chop it up
keep it movin' y'all
they'll come mop it up
corrupt LAPD cover up
everyday nigga we know drama
they ain't lookin' for Osama
ask Biggie's mamma
thank God that the gangsta's back
we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap
may your lungs collapse n' m.c's are funny
all you can rap about is pussy and money
c'mon!
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
You want child support
Get it out your ass bitch
All y'all rappers should kiss and make up
take your bullshit jewlry back to Jacob
get your mind right nigga
and start to wake up
cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up
you got million dollar niggaz killin' million dollar niggaz
bustin' outta Bentleys
wearin' chinchillasss
there you go again rollin' in your limo
comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window
I know the scripture
but there's something wrong with this picture
what you mad about
diamonds all in your mouth
no car, no niggaz house paid off
I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off
boy, you a fool
or you just act crazy
or you a grown crack baby born in the 80's
to all you motherfuckers say I went Hollywood
I'm gangsta!
I know when I got it good
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nuthin but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
You want child support
Get it out your ass bitch
Young rappers lookin' for pocket change
with boo-boo lyrics
Go get your diaper changed
Smell like shit
heyy baby change this motherfucker

Top Ice Cube, Put Your Ass Into It

[Ice Cube]
Yeah, yeah
Get your ass up and have a run
Uh, Ice Cube baby
Ninety-nine baby
I'm on the grind baby
All the time baby
Show me something
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
Put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
Put your ass into it
[Ice Cube]
Tic-tic-boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' BlackSTREET, treated like a athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no) it's a marathon
Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on
We be clubbing till the day we die
Nigga ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, nigga think again
Cause when it's sink or swim
You got to think to win
And if I drink this Hen'
Everybody will know it
Cause I ain't going for it
So pray to the Lord that I don't pull out
Cuss out and bust out
Go the nigga route
Make the trigger shout, uh
You can try to smoke an ounce to this
While I pronounce this shit
Baby bounce them tits
Mama move them hips
Baby shake them cheeks
I got dick for days
You got ass for weeks, yeah, yeah
[Ms. Toi (Ice Cube)]
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
[Ice Cube]
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
Put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
Put your ass into it
[Ice Cube]
Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck your husband
This is for my niggas locked away
Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date
But when we hit checkmate with Ice Cube the great
As soon as I get a word we can rush the safe
Fuck them license plates because life is great
It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight
I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit
No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit, bitch
[Ms. Toi (Ice Cube)]
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
[Ice Cube]
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
Put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
Put your ass into it
[Mack 10]
I do hard core rhyming, hard time grinding
With will I pimp hoes
Other niggas wine and dine them
Gotta love this pup shit
Passing the mud shit
Pockets on flood shit
OG lyrical blood shit
I don't rent I buy shit
Niggas jealous of my shit
You unaware of this young nigga getting all the fly shit
While you're rooting and recruiting
Nigga 6-8 whooping
I was in the hood shooting cause I had the wife whooping
I come from padres gold in oversized jars
I past up strife and got star awards
No time for playa hating, Mack paper chasing
Came out the substation to the hip hop nation
The mo' hits the mo' bigga with illegal weight figga
Done develop the status of a platinum plus nigga
Bust the first asshole to show I can hit it
I keep pushing, don't quit it
Don't stop till I get it
[Ms. Toi (Ice Cube)]
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
[Ice Cube]
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi (Ice Cube)]
Don't stop get it, get it
(That's real)
Don't stop nigga hit it
(I will)
[Ice Cube]
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
[Ms. Toi]
You can do it put your back into it
[Ice Cube]
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your ass into it
We be clubbing
Freaky gyration is close to fornication
We be clubbing
Freaky gyration is close to fornication:
Yeah uh-huh, Ice Cube, Westside Connection
Know how we do
We puttin' it down, constantly
Get your ass up and hurra

Top Ice Cube, 24 MC Hours

Put the whoop on 'em (Ice Cube, a.k.a. Don Mega)
Put the whoop on 'em (a.k.a. Poppa Don)
Put the whoop on 'em (a.k.a. the Big Fish)
Put the whoop on 'em (a.k.a. Brainiac)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (uh huh)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (Keep it gangsta)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (all my life)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (all my life)
Everyting is real on this concrete and steel
Niggas peel your cap for a happy meal
I got to deal with this ball of confusion, world of illusions
We ain't losin' playa (never), weez winnin'
Playin' every night when we sendin' paper chasing, grinin'
While you still chasin' women 'round tables no lieutenants
Use your own man grown, (hook it up)
It's Ice Cube and the family stone
Breakin' bread every night in L.A.
And I pray, for one more day that's unate (check it)
It's 90 degrees no enemies in sight
Even the Don gotta fall to his knees every night
Can I get 24 more hours (can I get get)
Without dealin' with these killers and these cowards (can I can can)
I don't wanna loose, all i wanna do is win
I fucked up today, can I try it again?
I'm lovin' every breath like a cold sip of soda
While I'm bankin' down these back streets, thanks for lookin' over
Damn sure nice to know ya, fuck a four leaf clover
And thanks for this range rover
We gets down with this underground gangsta shit
Politians and parents, always havin' a fit
Everybody wanna know "who you with?" "where you from?"
Why you lookin' at me dumb?
Here's a bullet cuz you number one
Nobody knows, the fate of a platinum rap star (nobody knows)
We gotta wait until tommorow
(yeah yeah)
And I'm a nigga like you (yeah yeah)
You know I got the bar
Can I get 24 more hours (can I get get)
Without dealin' with these killers and these cowards (can I can can)
I don't wanna loose, all i wanna do is win
I fucked up today, can I try it again?
Put the whoop on 'em (look to allah)
Put the whoop on 'em (pray to your god)
Put the whoop on 'em (I look to allah)
Put the whoop on 'em (pray to your god)
Mister prosperity, these niggas wanna bury me
Your bitch wanna mary me
Rollin' more than a cherokee
Don't, I drive what I want, and what I ain't drivin' I don't want
Let it be known (let it be known)
Permits hit the conk in the reagal
But weez legal niggas dollars got bald eagles nigga
You can't undermine Mister Grime
You rappin' 'bout the same shit i rapped about in '89
Tryin' to be the new fien(d) (never), with raps complex
They love you one minute and they hate you the next
Push my lex thru the california sunshine
Look back on my life and say "damn I done done fine"
(damn) (I done done fine) (uhh)
Mister Ice Cube, i'm always on the grime
(always, always)
The Don Mega Mega Don, Don Mega Mega Don
Can I get 24 more hours (can I get get)
Without dealin' with these killers and these cowards (can I can can)
I don't wanna loose, all i wanna do is win
I fucked up today, can I try it again?
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (everybody)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (Keep it gangsta)
Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (all my life)
I know we can make it, I know that we can
I know damn well that we can work it out
I know we can make it, I know that we can
I know damn well that we can work it out
I know we can make it, I know that we can
I know damn well that we can work it out
I know we can make it, I know that we can
I know damn well that we can work it out
...and we can work it out, we goan work it out

Top Ice Cube, Get Off My Dick And Tell Yo Bitch To Come Here (Re

[Flavor Flav] Stay off his dick!
Nigga, some don't think I can flow, so here we go
to a new track, to show the wack, that I can throw
styles that show up, I blow up and blast here
Niggaz still trippin off the shit I said last year
About a bitch is a bitch is a hoe is a slut
And I don't like niggaz on my nuts!
So I dedicate this one to the groupie
And the Charlie, all on my Snoopy
Brothers keep askin, "Ice Cube yo when will you bust"
They surround me and make a big fuss
Now I was taught, back on my block
That you don't ride on nobody's jock
for anything they do, FUCK him and his crew
Unless, you were gettin paid too!
I'm not saying this to diss each and every fan
Women you can ride, man be a man!
Shake my hand, and make it a FIRM shake
Say, "Whattup Ice Cube" and then break
Cause if you're hangin there I'ma tell you loud and clear
Get off my my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here
[cut n scratch of Flavor Flav saying "stay off his dick"
and Ice Cube saying "all on my Snoopy"]
[cut n scratch of Flavor Flav saying "yo yo check this out"
and Ice Cube saying "I'ma tell you loud and clear"]
[Ice Cube]
Motherfucker, back up off me
I'm not signin no autographs, I'm not givin no free t-shirts
And I'm not HAVIN none of this bullshit you're talkin
YouknowhatI'msayin
("Get off my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here")
I step into the club, to rub-a-dub
It seems like all the little hoes fall in love
with my money, cause yo about a year ago
I was just your ordinary average everyday crazy ass bro
But you know, I just can't be equal
Cause they know, I know a lot of famous people
But to a one-night stand, there's no sequel
Here's the pickle, pretend it's a popsicle
See for a fat booty, I do damage
They think I'm a star, so I take advantage
It's just another Ice Cube groupie test
She's a hoe cause they knew her at the front desk
Told her to meet me, at the room 110
And the bitch showed up, with her boyfriend
I let him in, all he could do was grin
He had a camera, a t-shirt, a pad and pen
He said, "Yo Ice Cube, can you sign this"
I only did it cause his bitch was the finest
She blew me a kiss and gave a bitter frown
Like - how can we get rid of this clown
Me and her sat down, he got a little jealous
Cause his punk ass sat in the middle of us
And he asked me question after question
It felt like a motherfuckin interview session
Then his girl got up, I heard the do' shut
And he was still there, swingin from my nuts
I said, "Get the FUCK out!" and made it loud and clear
Get off my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here
I see me about ten mark ass motherfuckers fans
knock on the door, talkin about whassup
Yo man, it was about a hundred and twenty dicks man
Niggaz start, niggaz comin out of hotel rooms
without no bitches!
They can get gaffled like they in a motherfuckin raffle
Punk ass
[Ice Cube]
Yo, I respect the respectable
If your girl is all on my dick, check the hoe
Say, "Yeah that nigga he can rap fly
But you know, stars are up in the sky"
Cause all I got is hard dick, and bubblegum
Just ran out my last stick is where I'm comin from
I'm not tellin you to diss Mr. Ice Cube
Cause you know, I'm the one that can show and prove
Now groupie girls, I just make em wait
But the groupie boys, I can't tolerate
I hate it so much, I'ma start givin stitches
to the niggaz that's starin like bitches
Cause I'm not a fairy, a Mary or a faggot
Gimme the eye, I'll fly, and tag it
Now you see Jockin ain't healthy
Cause you think that I'm young and I'm wealthy
With juice, so I see you try to run behind
But I'ma tell you punk, you gets none of mine
Cause I was taught, see a fool, use a fool
by the niggaz who terrorized the old school
So don't try me or buy me a beer
Just stay off my dick nigga [echoes]

Top Ice Cube, Doing Dumb Shit

O'Shea! O'Shea!
Get your ass in here, boy
You hear me calling you?
O'Shea!
When I was young I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little bad motherfucker playing Space Invaders
Fucking with the girls in the fourth grade
Either feeling on they butts or pulling on they braids
Walking with the schoolhouse bully
By doing that, I had a lot of pull, G
Cheating on tests, making a mess
Cussing like a sailor at recess
It must a been a half moon
Cause you'll catch me running out the little girls' bathroom
Chewing on Good and Plenties
Got my gamble on at lunch pitching pennies
Yo I was living like the class clown
Pulling all the hokes, making all the jokes man
When you young it's hard to see
That it's wrong throwing rocks at the RTD
Popping out your window with a BB gun
Better yet knocking on your door and run
Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank
Even though I was still shooting blanks
As soon as the dark hit
I was stealing candy out the corner market
Until I got my ass whipped
Cause I was ten years old, doing dumb shit
Thirteen, that's how old I was
When my jimmy started getting a little peach fuzz
And I was looking at any butt and ass
Me and my homies started cutting class
Going up to the high school
Looking for any bitch I could lie to
Tell em I was older than I really was
Smoked my first joint and got really buzzed
That's what a mack's made of
But when I got my first piece of pussy I fell in love
Hard as a rock the long way
And then I put the rubber on the wrong way
But I still gotta have it
Overexcited and fucking like a jackrabbit
Goddamn I was hot
A virgin but I still knew how to lay pipe
Even though the hoe worked me
I still knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
Then the shit got strange money
I started shaking and jimmy felt funny
Then the nut came gushing
I jumped up got dressed and start pushing
Cause I thought the bitch broke my dick
Cause I was still young doing dumb shit
At 17 got my first Volkswagon
And mastered the life-long art of dragging
To the women in college
Hung out with the OG's and got some street knowledge
Breaking in cars and all that
Hitting punk fools with a baseball bat
Fucking at a real fast rate
Til they said that I might not graduate
Then I said fuck the dumb shit
Cause Pops'll fuck me up quick
If things continued
So I start rapping about shit I been through
And I got real good
Now I look at all the kids in the neighborhood
Trying to be baby macks
Doing shit that I did seven years back
Going through a stage
But before they can grow up they on the front page
And they mommas is having a fit

Top Ice Cube, Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It

ya lookin at the grand wizard
warlord vocal cord so vicious
and i dont have to show richness
to pull up pull off on some bad b****s
and it aint about shivery
its about dope lyrics and delivery
its about my fasona
aint nothin like a man that can do what he wanna
aint nothin like a man that u knew on the cona
see him come up and f**k up the owna
see he thow up wess side califonia
nigga im hot as pheonix arizona
im utah i got multiple snitches
its anew law keep a hold of ya riches
yung nigga dont spend it
as soon as ya get
just recognize im the capture u the lutinant
(i can say what i wanna say)

Top Ice Cube, You Know How We Do It

Yeah... yeah!
Fool -- you know how we do it
West Side
Comin from the West Side
Nothin but the West Side
Ain't nuttin goin on but the bomb-ass rap song
Hittin all night long
Just like me on the black and white ivory
Gettin six on artillery, you don't want to see a G
Break yo' ass like dishes
Buster-ass tricks, sleep with the fishes
Runnin from Lennox, up at Venice
They wanna have me in stripes, like Dennis the Menace
But that ain't poppin, ain't no stoppin
Fo'-hoppin, ass droppin, Coupe DeVille
My truth can, ill - fool I got skills
So, back on up 'fore I check that chin
Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn'
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it
Comin from the West Side
West Side, comin from the West Side
Chillin with the homies, smellin the bud
Double parked and I'm talkin to Dub
about who got a plan, who got a plot
whom got got, and who got shot
Cause everybody knows that he got the info
Crazy Toones hangin out the window
Fool I got them bomb-ass tapes
Da Lench Mob, _Planet of the Apes_
I'm down with Eiht, and _Watts Up_
Kam is solo, they got nuts
When Ice Cube write a sentence
I want "The Bomb," just like George Clinton
S-K-D is down to catch a body
Put on _Knee Deep_, we'll turn out your party
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it
You know how we do it
Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick
if you wanna jack me on a lick, cause
I'm that fool from South Central
You think you stuck yourself, with a number 2 pencil
That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass
With "Mo' Bounce to the Ounce" in the dash
Mash up, Ve-nice, headed for the West
Everything is great, slow down for the dip
On a 100 and 8th and keep mashin
Don't drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin
Stashin a glock and I thought you knew it
You know how we do it
Comin from the West Side, West Side
Nuttin but a West Side
It's hittin on the West Side

Top Ice Cube, Why We Thugs

Yeah
Every hood's the same
Come on
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us (Uh huh)
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
I'm from the land of the gang bang
Since I was little, ain't a god damn thang changed
It's the same ol same
Bush run shit like Sadaam Hussien
I cock and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw me up in pelican's bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison
Who's the animal that invented lower living
The projects, thank god for Russell Simmons
Thank god for Sugarhill
I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grill
Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggaz taken over showbiz
It's boyz in the hood, it's toys in the hood
Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood
Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood
Nigga killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real)
Cause when niggaz get tribal
It's all about survival, nobody liable
I got caught by five-oh
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm too far from my family to travel (Fuck)
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
Owned by C.A, State Property
Just like the year fifteen fifty three
Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out?
(Damn) I can't take the pressure
Pulled the fo-fo up out the dresser
Grabbed the weight up out the closet
Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it
Y'all know what happened last time I lost it
Can't tell you niggaz what the fucking boss did
The game got a nigga exhausted
Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered
Twenty years for what?
Breaking these laws that's so corrupt
Taking these halls and filling 'em up
Some powder keg shit that's about to erupt
Ay y'all, I'm about to be stuck
Until the year two thousand, what the fuck?
In the hood, don't press your luck
Cause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Stop tripping on it
Every hood's the same

Top Ice Cube, Get Off My Dick And Tell Yo Bitch To Come Here

Some don't think I can flow
So here we go
To a new track
To show the wack
That I can throw styles that show up
I blow up and blast here
Niggas still tripping off the shit I said last year
About a bitch is bitch is a bitch is a bitch
Then I got rich but I'll never switch
So I dedicate this one to the groupie
And the Charlie all on my Snoopy
Brothers keep asking Ice Cube yo when will you bust
They surround me and make a big fuss
Now I was taught back on my block
That you don't ride on nobody's jock
For anything they do
Fuck him and his crew
Unless you were gettin paid too
I'm not saying this to dis each and every fan
Women you can ride but man be a man
Shake my hand and make it a firm shake
Say what's up Ice Cube and then break
Cause if you're hangin there I'm a tell you loud and clear

Top Ice Cube, Y'all Know How I Am

[Intro/Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (I'm A Fool)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
Drop It
Drop It
Uh Look
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Mr Ice Cube Treat Me Like The Man
If Not I Come Through Sleptrock Bam Bam
Uncle SAm Can't Fuck With Your Nephrew
F You Ya'll Better Let A Vet Through
[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
[Verse 2: OMG]
Oh My Goodness OMG Make 'Em Say Oh My Goodness
And In LA With 2 Fives Like L Goodrich
Black Lambo Keeps Me On My Bullshit
Disrespect The Team I Wish You Would Bitch
[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
[Verse 3: DoughBoy]
Call Me Doughboy Bitch You Know How I Do
I Spit I From The Top Like A Frisbee On The Roof
You Can Call A Nigga Dope
Buy All The Chrispy And Coupe
Every Friday After The Next I Pull Up In Something New
In Something New [x9]
[Verse 4: WC]
The Dirty Rubber Play The Gutter Far From A Lady Lover
The 380 Clutch A Dove Shady Than A Motherfucker
Turning Up The Acordia Shoot The Whole Party Up
Catch You At The Stoplight Wuth A Lynch Mob Like
[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
[Verse 5: Maylay]
Maylay Ugly Get Stupid Mcnewbie
Came In With Dub C This Ice Cube Shit
La Hats Tats And Air Mats
Plastered C A Tat Yea We Stay Strapped
[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
[Verse 6: Ice Cube]
I'm A Fool I'm A Trip
I'm A Blood I'm A Crip
I'm a Slide I'm a Dip
I'm a Take You On A Trip
Where The Girls Wanna Strip
If You Stay To The Script
Act Up If You Think I'm On Some Hollywood Shit
Hollywood Shit [x9]
I'm A Fool I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
I'm A Fool I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
Don't Trip Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am

Top Ice Cube, Funeral

[spoken: Ice Cube]
Niggaz are in a state of emergency
The death side: a mirror damage of where we are today
The life side: a vision of where we need to go
So sign your death certificate
Fuck all y'all
[at the funeral:]
Lisa got him
- Allright, on three. One, two... threeee.
Get all folks together, walk this way.
Can't believe it though. The homeboy... Hey, open that door
- Open it
Allright
- 'Right
[gospel music starts playing:]
We've come together by God's demand
Whether it be for life, or death
Well, this morning, it's over the mourning of one of our little brothers
This brother was a good brother
He didn't get into an excessive amount of trouble
But it's one thing...
It's one thing!
It's one thing...

Top Ice Cube, What They Hittin' Foe?

Fucking around in a crap game
Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much
Bang out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts
But when it comes to getting in a circle
I'm hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple
Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke
When deuce-deuce hit the floor yo
Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty?
I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny
Ah yeah I'm shaking the ivory
And boom it's like they die for me
Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint
But don't forget my point
There it is yo
I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide
Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five
I'm never hitting four-trey no way
You wanna leave but come on hoe stay
Nigga see but that'll work
Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt
Fool you can't even fuck with that
And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat
Cause I see your homies starting to look
And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks
And I'm feeling like a baller
Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller
Now you wanna go and scheme
Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team
So I pick up my money and start walking
Cause now I let the gat start talking
Now since ya'll lost you wanna go out like a sucker

Top Ice Cube, War & Peace

Ice Cube the great!!
"He has indicated to us that he has sufficient.. firepower..
to.. blow up the Bradley vehicle..
and in fact his words were,
We are ready for war.. let's get it on"
War..
"War, and peace"
Sing it!
War and peace... (Sing it!)
War and peace, forever!
War and peace, together.. always!
I'm at the highest peak, still glad the meak is understandin me
Artillery, thoughts of killin me is just a fantasy
The man in me is ready for war, like Holyfield/Tyson IV
A gang against you niggaz on the shore
Either or, your whole family is on the floor
Windows breakin all around em, you can't climb this mountain
I'm at the fountain, with my troops
I start screamin at em like Patton, we gattin at you fools!
Negotiate...
strategy is the key!
I hope they ain't...
exclusively after me!
Cause if they are...
we gots to be who we be!
And make a star...
out of a head enemy!
The papers said...
that he died tragically!
They found his head...
with no legs and bo-dy!
We made a pledge...
to the Dub-S-C!
Bloodshed...
if they got no love for peace!
Sing it!
I'd rather break bread than uhh, break your head
Break your legs, have em broken, I ain't no joke
Don't provoke, the gun smoke from the highest slope
Eternal peace, for my peoples and my folks
My crips and my bloods, criminals and my thugs
Just show a nigga love when I'm rollin on them dubs
Just, give a nigga hugs, we can ride on this piece
Westside for Life but still down with the East
Sing it!
After the haters attempt to blow up his car
We find our hero, Ice Cube, on the ground
Bruised, but not beaten
He pulls out his cell phone.. WITH THE CHIP!
And begins to dial Mack One-Oh
Who's faded and rolling through Inglewood
with Mr. Short KHOP

Top Ice Cube, Two To The Head

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
Let's get together and give a great big round of applause to
To a new group
Ah, shit, Scarface is on the mix
So, yo, suck a nigga dick
Or make a nigga rich or somethin', bitch
See, I come from the place known as the South Park Zone
Talkin' shit, ain't into clickin' take your punk ass home
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
Hit you in the chest with a motherfuckin' tec and watch you jump
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
Look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin', fry
One nigga you can't fuck wit
'Cause I'm a born killer with the mind of a lunatic
So bring in body bags when I start bangin'
'Cause I'm leavin' motherfuckers laid out with they brains hangin'
Straight gettin' down for mine
And I'll fuck up a bitch 'cause I don't mind dyin'
So feel me, drill me put a bullet in my head
But yo, you can't kill me 'cause I'm already dead
Scarface goin' psycho, yeah
Play pussy, get fucked and take two to your head
I'm Bushwick Bill but call me Chuckie
5th ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
'Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin' eyes out
I'm insane by a long shot, hey
Chuckwick Bill a.k.a Charles Libre
A short nigga with some long nuts
Drop you dead in your bed, now I'm ready for a long fuck
Necromance that ass for a minute
And split that motherfuckin' clique when I'm finished
You punk bitches be retreatin'
Freddy and Jason runnin' home with their mouths bleedin'
So welcome to the slaughterhouse trance
5th ward Texas Chuckie's concentration camp
You punk motherfuckers fled
And those who didn't make it got two to the fuckin' head
Buck him down, buck him down, come again
Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass 'til the end
With my pistol, runnin' from da lench mob
Is how you survive in south central
Kick the instrumental, run and get your bigger crew
'Cause it's judgment day and Ice Cube is terminigga 2
Pow, pow, buck, buck, pow, buck
Your name is Stucky Mack, now you realize that you're fucked
Two to the brain, I leave a migraine
Have you coolin' like a vegetable but you're not edible
It's the incredible, buck your ass from head to toe
Audi 5000, don't wait for the feds to show
'Cause they'll have me go up, up the river
Where the white boys'll try to make a nigga
Walk, walk the plank, got the shank, hide the tape
Around the handle, gotta let 'em know what I stand for
In the chow line, now is the time
See the trustee, walk up from behind
Real quick, shank, shank, leave his ass red
Motherfucker dead from two to the head
See where I come from the crime rate only rises
The murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes
Bitches picked up and dicked up, niggaz they gettin' stuck up
Give up what you got or get your ass shut the fuck up
Run 'em down and gun 'em down, yeah, that's how we do it
Niggaz get killed and then filled with embalmin' fluid
Step to the niggaz that I'm checkin', pull out the tec
And I reckon you'll get murdered in a second
Bang with the nine, boom with the pow
Motherfuckers are fallin' and crawlin' on the ground
Snitches get stitches, bitches that act snotty
Inside the parties even the hotties get turned to bodies
Now I heard, they got other places that's similar
But I represent, New York, you fuck around, I'm killin' ya
A whole block of cops patrollin' when I'm rollin'
And if my pockets are swollen, you know, somebody sick I've stolen
Yeah, you niggaz get ripped when my clip goes in the
S M I T H W E double S O N or the reliable revolver
And like I said before, it's the motherfuckin' problem solver
So bring it on nigga, get brave
It's plenty motherfuckers gettin' sent to early graves
'Cause when a nigga gets fed

Top Ice Cube, Turn Off The Radio

Turn on the radio take a listen
What you're missing
Personally I'm sick of the ass-kissing
What I'm kicking to you won't get rotation
Nowhere in the nation
Program directors and DJ's ignored me
Cause I simply said fuck Top Forty
And top thirty top twenty and top ten
Until you put more hip-hop in
Then I might grin but don't pretend that you're down with the C
And go and dis me in a magazine
How could you figure the brother could dig ya
DJ face down in the river
No it's not a threat but a promise
I'm as
Crazy as they come see
Mama didn't love me
All I got is my nine

Top Ice Cube, Too West Coast

[Ice Cube]
My ego, is big as Heathrow
Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw
Yes this negro, is rather lethal
You about as lethal, as a mojito
Be my amigo, eat my burrito
You a fuckin seagull, up in Francisco
I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat
Murder's what she wrote, this is mo' evil
This is less than zero, don't be a hero
Nigga I'm a pharaoh, with double barrels
Goose bumps, hair rose, when I shoot these arrows
at your Camaro, pullin down Melrose
Still down with Elkos{?} 'til the fuckin cell close
Nigga don't test me, you're gonna fail those
They should arrest me, blow like Dizzy Gillespie
I don't aim where yo' vest be (bang)
[W.C.]
I'm too hot, to stop, walkin up with two Glocks
Way more than two shots, that'll make your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old school new shot
G niggaz still keep my weed in a shoebox
Dippin rollin through blocks, dippin while the crew pops
Eatin chicken dinners in my cutoffs and tube socks
Play my shit a lot of deejays they do not
Cause me and bitch niggaz don't mix like two cocks
Who knocks with them pocket rockets that'll shoot dots
Have your skull on the news lookin like goulash
When they ask who the top don't mention us as foolish
Eat yo' ass up like a pack of barracudas
Put the barrel to ya, like we never knew ya
Send the metal through ya, Da Lench Mob shooters
[Maylay]
I know vatos and they get popped most
Niggaz that flip mo' chicken than Bosco's
Squattin down the block low, hop in that hot fo'
And I can spot Poles when they not in cop clothes
Squabble with the combos, Maylay got those
Crates or case, boxloads like they came from Costco's
They be poppin bottles, we knockin hollows
Promise by tomorrow I can have the spot closed
Talkin pronto, somethin like a lotto
Chips and cheese fuck meat, nigga these nachos
Speakin on guap' though, cause that's a combo
Keep my green on the side like it was cilantro
Comin with the honchos, that's in a stock Rolls
And everythang up out they mouth is like the gospel
It won't stop flow oh I'm not though
Lench Mob, big swanger, don't bang is the motto
[Chorus 4X: all]
Motherfuckers tell me - I'm too West coast
They act like they scared of me - I'm too West coast
[Outro: Keith David (W.C.)]
The Grand Wizard
Ice Cube
[laughing]
(I am the West, Cube!)
(Got another one)
(I be tellin these niggaz and bitches on the bottom)
(They need to drink some of this Kool-Aid)

Top Ice Cube, The Shot (Intro)

Hi how ya doin' ?
Doctor's office, could you hold please? Yes sir can I help you?
Yes I have a four o'clock appointment, I'm here to get my shot.
Okay, come right with me.
This isn't gonna take too long is it?
Here we are, here have a seat right here.
Oh great, thanks, thanks.
The doctor will be right with you, and can I get you anything?
Uhh maybe a glass of water would be great.
Okay great.
Damn, what is taking so long?
Yo wussup?
Hi how ya doin' ?
Alright, let's see what we got here uhh, Mr. White huh?
Yes sir that's me.
heh, I heard you don't like shots do ya?
No I sure don't.
Aww you're a big boy uhh this won't hurt a bit,
jus' uhh turn your head...
Let's get this over with.
yeah uhh, rub a little alcohol on there, right here,

Top Ice Cube, The Nigga Ya Love To Hate

I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
Fuck a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal with the nine-double-M
The damn scum that you all hate
Just think if niggas decide to retaliate
They try to keep me from running up
I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up
So what they do go and ban the AK?
My shit wasn't registered any fucking way
So you better duck away run and hide out
When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out
Cause I'm about to fuck up the program
Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham
When I'm shooting let's see who drop
The police the media and suckers that went pop
And motherfuckers that say they too black
Put em overseas they be begging to come back
They say keep em on gangs and drugs
Yyou wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug
Kicking shit called street knowledge
Why more niggas in the pen than in college?
Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate

Top Ice Cube, The Nigga Trapp

Now that's how this shit go!
And I know you don't like me spittin in your motherfuckin face
But ain't a motherfuckin thing, you can do, about a nigga
Punk motherfucker!
Some people may say well, you overdramatized it
No we're not - it's not a drama workshop, it is a reality
Things like that do take place in prisons
The murders, the suicides, as well as the rapes
Do take place inside these human warehouses
Nigga I'm a hustler, act like I'm lovin ya
Don't mind fuckin ya, just like the Governor
Used to be the dope man, rolled a hundred spokes man
When I come through, treat me like the Pope man
Ghetto spokesman, I know niggaz
in Eastside Oakland all the way to Brook-lyn
And they love my shitty drawers, what you smokin?
Think you got the balls, nigga I'm a Trojan
Catchin all that just like a prophylac'
Don't reproduce, that bullshit is whack
Flavor Flav with a white bitch that is whack
Got to put the nigga back in my Cadillac
Take him to the hood, where it's action packed
Let him know that the target's still on his back
It's a hustle called capitalism
Got my niggaz in prison, all stuck in the system yeah
Recognize who's a hustler, George Dubya
He's the one that's sittin back, fuckin ya
With a big dick stuck in ya
I'm from a place where the fuckin Terminator is the Governor
(I got a Public Pretender.. tryin to make me a winner)
(Nigga please don't surrender.. they'll have you for dinner)
The ghetto is a nigga trap, take the cheese
Soon as you do it here come the police
Invented and designed fo' us to fail
Where you gon' end up, dead or in jail
You only got two places
State of California, got two faces
Motherfuckin devils, get straight racist
When they get you in them lonely dark places
Concrete slave ships, never move
Where niggaz like us get used like a mule
Don't let 'em catch you, arrest you
Strip and undress you, throw you in a cesspool
You wanna know the crime of the century
A ghetto elementary, a mental penitentiary
Black man, you never been friend of me
Boy you kin to me, why we enemies?
The ghe-tto is a trap
Fuck where you from, nigga look where you at
Where you wanna be? Point it out on a map
Don't be scared to leave homey, we can come back
If you wanna come back to this bullshit
Most of it comin straight out the pulpit
We got to change our ways in the hood
Understand that it's AIDS in the hood...
The nigga trap...
(I got a Public Pretender.. tryin to make me a winner)

Top Ice Cube, Tales From The Darkside

Peace - don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin sucotash
Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigger
How the fuck do you figure?
that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?!
Every cop killer goes ignored
They just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a fuck about us
They rather catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy
They kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck
Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk
And 'Fuck tha Police' in the tape deck
You should listen to me cuz there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the darkside...
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cuz we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and simple

Top Ice Cube, Supreme Hustle

Don Dadaa, uhh, uhh, yeah
You can't see me, but you can feel me
You can feel me, you can feel me
It's the world, famous, supreme team show, supreme team show...
uhh, look at me
I be the one that you love to hate
I be the one that's from out of state
I be the one with the nickle plate
I be the one with the mean face
I be the one with the bad taste
I be the one that you worry 'bout
I be the one that make ya hurry out
I be the one that make your mama shout
I be the one that's the cleanest (fo' sho')
I be the one with the niggas and guns that's the meanest (let 'em know)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (whatcha call it?)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (yeah yeah)
You be the one that we laugh at (ha ha)
You be the one that can't have that (uh uhn)
You be the one to get your ass cracked (crack!)
You be the one that's takin' live rounds
You be the one thats got to run from them bloodhounds
You be the one with the eight babies
My seven ladies, still dressin' like the eighties
You be the one that just checked in emergency
You be the one thats a die, in need of surgery
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (ready)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle
It's the world, famous, supreme team show, supreme team show...
We be the ones that your woman love
We be the ones that your fellas hug
We be the ones that you jellous of
We be the ones with the big guns
We be the ones with the six-uns
You should get one
We be the ones with the dirty spirits
We be the ones with them bomb ass dirty lyrics
We be the ones that your kids like
We be the ones that make you beat your wife
And hate your life (tell 'em)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (yeah yeah)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (brrrrmph)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (uh huh)
Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
I call em team tustle (automatic)
uh huh, yep, uh huh, yep
It's the world, famous, supreme team show, supreme team show...
You got to hustle a dot, no lie to all my people that's down to survive
Gone and ride
Hustle a dot, no lie, to all my people that's down to survive
Gone and ride
Hustle a dot, no lie, to all my people that's down to survive
Gone and ride
Hustle a dot, no lie, to all my people that's down to survive
Gone and ride
Get ya ride on (gone and ride)
Hustle mang hustle mang (gone and ride)
It's automatic
Ice Cube; incredible, yeah
I'm on the grind all the time

Top Ice Cube, Fuck Dying

Ice Cube
Ice Cube!
That's Don Mega to you you lil' cocksucker
I am the Angel of Death
And your name is on my list
Sheeyit!
Come with me..
I ain't goin nowhere wit yo' ass
And if you put your hands on me, we gettin down right here
Don Mega!
Join the party, I can provide the army
Join the party, I can provide the army!
Join the party, I can provide the army!!
Join the party, I can provide the army!!!
Come and hear the voice of the man they call the Trojan Horse
Ride on the outside, with inner force
Throw you off course, of course, you missed the runway
We mash, like the first kickoff, on a Sunday
Collisions, divisions of niggaz, down to listen
And when we on the mission, call your mortician
Join the party, I can provide the army!!
First we flank em then we spank em.. I outrank em!
You can call me Citizen Kane, for my reign
Ten years great, one of the ten great
Mr. Media, look inside your encyclopedia
2002, see Ice Cube
Fuck a five-star, I'm a live star
What you got to die for? Who you wanna ride for?
Fuck dying! (Fuck dying!)
Don Mega!
It's the suspect king of the roughnecks, bonafide
Worldwide, your highness, the finest
Big as China, nigga rhymer, chart climber
Quick to send a first-timer back to his Aunt Jemimah
Physi-cal, nigga roll with the winners
After these dinners, go out and represent us
We got antennas, scanners and satellites
To see if you battle right, we got to bite
Hold on tight, shake, and pump venom
Some haters don't learn til you leave lead in em
See the dead in em, rigarmortis spread in em
Keep your mouth shut, motherfuckin mouth slug
See these crossed legs, quick to cross Feds
Foe to mighty one, it's the mighty son
Fuck dying!
Yeah..
Don Mega!
Join the party, I can provide the army
Join the party, I can provide the army!
Join the party, I can provide the army!!
Join the party, I can provide the army!!!
Fuck dying!!! I can provide the army
Join the party!
In the ghetto, in the ghetto
In the city, the suburbs.. penetentiary!
Join the party!
In the county..
Fuck dying, fuck dying!
Join the party, I can provide the army (yeayayyyy)
Join the party, I can provide the army! (yeayayyyy)
Join the party, I can provide the army!! (yeayayyyy)
Join the party, I can provide the army!!! (fuck dying!)
I can provide the army
Eternal life baby
Eternal life
Hear ye, hear ye!
All connect gang members and powers
are to meet at the West Wing
To be led into battle by the one and only

Top Ice Cube, Say Hi To The Bad Guy

Good evening. Police, do not try to adjust your radios. There is nothing
wrong. We have takin control over this city as to bring you this special
bulletin and we will return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National
Guard move in.
The cops wanna catch the nigga that won't fetch
But I'll blast ya, never call ya master
Who is that kickin up shit much faster?
Rollin on a scooter, you know I might do ya
See a black clock and my buckshots run right thru ya
I never knew ya
Cos I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
on the plane to South Central
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho
Staedy mobbin I'm just like Robin Hood
up to no good, so many bitches on my wood
To the right of me and to the left of me
Bitch, I got so much game I need a referee
Throw a penalty of ass interference
Damn, y'all over me, so bitch get on the bitch
Here comes the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cos the dobermans pinch
And I won't play mine in the daytime
Goddamn, here comes the canine
Four legged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a whopper
But who's the first nigga to outrun a chopper?
No lie say hi to the bad guy
Fuck! (Hey guys, where ya headed?)
Nowhere, man (Got your licence and registration?)
Yeah, hold up, right here (Hey, what's in that box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, nuttin (They happen to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed donut? How bout a beerclaw?)
Aaah... (If you don't have one, I got ta gaffle ya)
What? You gon' gaf... Yeah!
See one-time, hit em up
cos you know the Lench Mob is down to get em up
People think Ice Cube roll with the gangs
cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on thangs
Ain't gotta tell me twice about the jack
see a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of that
Caps get peeled on the regular
cos niggas try to get me for my cellular
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos like the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, where the fo'-fo'?
Go rob a liquor store, they can't blame it on a nigga row
Bring the money to the rooster
Had the bitch and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sample ?bran?
and come back up man
You wanna point the finger at me cos the OG
is sooped like Chevro RD
Humpin, jumpin, had the place jumpin
Goddamn, gotta break you off sometin
You wanna know why I bust in half
Now look at you now
Huh, and I'm out real fast
Get the paper out yo' ass, baby
Yo, here we go, listen to the po'
Shoot the bo-bo and act like ya know, ho
Fuck with the flow and die
When I walk by say hi to the bad guy
Ai yo man, there's just one left (I'll make a deal with ya)
What? (Aah, ya got one of those powdered donuts?
(How bout that twister? If it have cream in the middle, I'm gonna have to
gaffle ya!)
You gon' gaffle us? (Hey, can I reach back there and get one?0
Aaah yeah homie, go on and reach ahead here
Duck ya head in here man

Top Ice Cube, Rollin' Wit The Lench Mob

You can't fuck with the criminal rapping over gangsta shit
First I load the clip and then I make the hit
I know some y'all can't fade this
Lench Mob niggas are the craziest
So you and your boys are ass-out
When I'm rollin in a seven-deuce glass house
The Mob ain't nothing but a menace
When we get the motherfucking dog in us
Playing them old beats
I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
Ready to peel your cap
You can't believe "Faces of Death" on wax
Some say the Mob ain't positive
Man fuck that shit cause I gots to live
How I live and you could either give a fuck punk
Yo or get your ass bucked
Some rappers are heaven-sent
But Self-Destruction don't pay the fucking rent
So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job
I'd rather roll it wit the Lench Mob
To be down with the Mob is simple
Mind your own you want a spot find your own
And take mine if you're badder than the strong man
I do the right thing I do the wrong thing
Do anything cause I ain't faking the scene
It's all about how much bacon you bring
And if you see something from the gat I will stuff it
Yo you ain't seen nothing
Cause if you testify you're living blind
Cause in the city you live and let die
Rolling with the fools One Time can't beat
On my knees in the street interlock my hands and feet
He said "I know you" I said "you might
My name is Ice Cube I did a song you didn't like"
So he soaked me up like Bounty
Had to do a week in the county
A piece of cake it was just like a party
Cause in the county you know everybody
No I didn't kill or steal or rob
Locked up for what cause I'm rollin wit the Lench Mob
If you know a female that's rollin with the Lench Mob
Watch your step cause the gat is kept
In the purse like my homegirl Yo-Yo
You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe no
Cause if you are I'll be the first one to bust you out
After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out
Get the picture or bitch
You'll get the eighty-six
If she wanna try and mix
Business and pleasure make up your own mind
You gotta be a hoe on your own time
Don't sleep cause even on a solo creep
Yo the Mob is still deep
And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit
You thought you got with the crew you can't get with
So get the noose ready for the lynching
Now 235 is what I'm benching
But nowadays it's still not enough
I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush
Give me the gat, step back, and watch me do the job

Top Ice Cube, Roll All Day

I got a full tank of unleaded
Now we could roll all day, if i could ride all night
---I got a full tank of unleaded---
I see you walkin' and i'm damn near stalkin'
You a chicken head and i'm chicken hawkin', now we talkin'
'Bout your unlucky backround
And how your ex-boyfriend is smokin' crack now (why)
I'm very very simpethetic
But baby where you headed?
---I got a full tank of unleaded---
She got in and had ass for days like
---BOOM, BAM, GOD, DAMN!---
She aks me would i harm her
No, i'm a charmer
A fuckin' night in shining armour
We went out and had a blast, everytime she walked past
Nigga got a quick fast glimpse of that ass
("what choo wanna do after this?")
I wanna get your tities in my fist
But you wanna kiss
Your mouth might taste like dick (ewww)
And i grew up on bearin' wit, trick
Now we could roll all day, if i could ride all night
---I got a full tank of unleaded---
Niggas that i know don't kiss no hoes
Niggas that i know don't buy no clothes
Niggas that i know don't fuck no pros
Niggas that i know roll foots (?) in fours (yeah)
Pull them panties off your hips
Pussy deep as crips
And 'bout as wide as my grip
Never ever get me with that wipper feel
They got a pants full of black steel
Am i too real?
You like dick i know you do
Wanna bring out the hoe in you
I know what you're goin' thru
You already think you're cree-al
You should learn to suck this like Vanessa Del Rio
Aww, you thought i was a nice guy
But shit, i was around eight, with bitches gettin' laid
If i wrap my dick in plastic
Now, how wide can that ass get?
It's gettin' drastic
Now we could roll all day, if i could ride all night
---I got a full tank of unleaded---
Should of picked up an old girl that i know
That's what i get for fucking with you young hoes
About to get an attitude, what's hapenin'?
Baby how you actin'?
Let's get it crackin' (c'mon)
well then bitch you got to go
I put her ass out, on imperial
Hoe slamed my door, next to texico
Kick my lexo, broke my window
Put out my indo
Jumped out and said "bitch are you crazy?"
Fucked around and got lazy
She jumped in my car, took off, now i'm stuck
And all i want to do was fuck
(damn....)
I had to stroll all day, I had to walk all night

Top Ice Cube, Reckless In The Booth

[Hook] x 2
My juice is 900 proof,
Only message to the youth
I'm reckless in the booth
I tell you no lies, please recognize
I'll tear your monkey ass, to pieces and prize
Niggas realize, it's not a disguise
This hardcore shit will make your home girl strip
Make you wanna take a sip of that red cup,
Guess what, rest up, don't give a fuck
Never did, small shit is irrelevant
Heaven knows only live for the hell of it
Know the elephant, hate anything celibate
Don't really give a damn, what I tell a bitch
Home going to the moon might see you soon
Try to get that outlaw out the saloon
Hear the click clack first then you hear the boom
Get the fuck off my clap, mushroom
Get out my face before I drop you
Don't try to gamble, with Earl Campbell
I scramble your eggs boy
Replace your arms with your motherfucking legs boy
They call me Dexter, David Hester, Clyde Drexler
MMA, you's a wrestler
[Hook] x 2
My juice is 900 proof,
Only message to the youth
I'm reckless in the booth
I don't know why these suckers is fronting
Like they ain't running and ducking
With my team start that bucking and fucking
That's what happen when you get something from nothing
Any motherfuckers that wanna kick it done out in public
No I'm g motherfucker and it's good to be home
And I say sorry for the wait but I was burning the throne
It's time to take shit, got no time for the hate bitch
They talk shit, cause they ain't shit
It's that rise of the ape shit,
With no cesar, catch me rocking the pro
Like I'm on that number 8 shit
Niggas in the back wit their traps upon their hats
And they guess they pack all black
They'll take your racks on racks on racks nigga
Thank god the gangster's back
And we ain't gotta put up with this brainless rap
Oh my goodness, ong and I'm reckless in the booth

Top Ice Cube, Now I Gotta Wet'Cha

It's on like Donkey Kong
You wanted that fast buck
now I gotta light that ass up
The nigga with the big fat trigger
Don't test me, gravedigger had the swig
of the ST, remember the time we first met her
You threw your set up now you gotta get wetter
BOOM! PING! BUCK! POW!
Now who's that nigga with the diff'rent style?
Uhh, ya wanted ta trick
It's all about the pud and who can empty it
First mate, they made day AK
and I'll Kurtis Blow ya ass away like AJ
I'm almost certain I'm put on the hurtin
Bitch, it's curtains!
Locced in my motherfuckin head
Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared
You in danger, Mr Gangbanger
It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger
Wit'cha drive-by's it took time to catch ya
but now I gotta wet'cha
Now I gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
Now I gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
I'm comin ta get'cha (get'cha)
You better hope I don't catch ya (catch ya)
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
S-I-M-I
Valley for the KKK, Rodney!
A place on the map where the order is
though devils can't leap up a motorist
and get nothin but a slap on the wrist
Gorillas, gorillas report to the mist
The fist of fury and I'ma shove em
Motherfuck the jury and who ever love em
Why you have to leave it to Beaver?
Now I'm chasin Beaver' ass with a cleaver
With the sling, sling, sling and chop, chop, chop
Get them on, nigga
cos tonight we're havin chopped liver
And I'ma cut out'cha heart
Start the fryin pan for the devil a'la carte
Twelve motherfuckers ya better be glad I never met'cha
Cos I'm gonna wet'cha
Now wet motherfuckers are bloody
Cos a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty
White in the shape
A hollow point'll run up in ya like ya got weight
Comin out'cha back, Mr Mack
Now they got yo' guts in a sack
Use to have ya crew real fat in a huddle
now you're wet in a puddle, here is the Ice Cube rebuttle
You ain't gotta chance, cos even if my bullet just glance
Ya still wet your pants
So what'cha wanna do when I got'cha ass point blank
Ya guaranteed to spank
Stiff as a board, ya floored
Go meet the Lord and then get ignored
Cos you're on your way to hell and that I can bet'cha
That's why I had to wet'cha

Top Ice Cube, Man's Best Friend

"I can dig it!"
"Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay"
"Dog-catcher, dog-catcher!"
"Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay"
"I can dig it!"
Here's another topic I'm addressin
so learn a quick lesson, about your Smith and Wesson
Sit your ass back and comprehend
as I let you know about man's best friend
Now remember: it used to be a dog like Lassie
but now in ninety-one it's a gun if you asked me
Just like a jimmy hat's used for protection
I use my nine when suckers start to flexin
Cause if you run up and try to play mine
I'd rather have a AK than a fuckin canine
Cause if you shot your gun, and my dog tried to fetch her
me and the dog's goin out on a stretcher
And I ain't with that, so I gotta get that
big black gat, aim and I hit that
Forget about a dog fool, he'll shit in the den
Nowadays.. a gat is man's best friend
Here is the reason why Ice Cube pack
Just in case the little punks try to jack
I can't put a motherfuckin pitbull
under a coat, in the small of my back
So I gotta take my beretta, and I betcha
it'll probably work, a 100 percent better
Cause it'll keep me out of danger
with sixteen in the clip and one in the chamber
So this goes to all y'all intruders
Beware of the owner, cause the owner is a shooter
I don't just wanna give your ass rabies
I'd rather have your ass pushing up daisies
And I can't do that with Benji,
Rin Tin Tin, or Spuds McKenzie
Forget about a dog fool, he'll shit in the den
Nowadays, a gat is man's best friend
"Just don't let me see you shoot no dogs!"
"Hey, I got shots fired here, send me another unit"
"The profile of a typical American gun owner is this:
Over thirty, white, male, middle class"

Top Ice Cube, Make It Ruff Make It Smooth

hey yo cube
MAKE IT RUFF
cube check it out
whassup?
yo this bitch was suckin my dick, you know what i told her?
what?
make the music with ya mouth biiiyaaatch!
hahahaha, baby baby!
hahah ya like that
MAKE IT RUFF
naw, make it smooth
i make niggas say 'woof' cos i'm in the coupe with no roof
ya smell like somethin 90-proof
cos i'm ruff, and nigga you can buck these nuts
if you comin with that smooth shit, hard core rules shit
i make the hoes say 'hay' each and every day
bitch cos i'm the k-dee, no i'm not a g
mothafuckin wannabe mack
but i'm smooth like that
i gots ta buck...you...right on up, punk you lucky that cha livin
cos i'm the unforgiven; i like power, ain't a damn thing funny
i like pussy and money
and i won't slam like onyx or never ever stutter
but i'm b-b-butter;
leader of the new school, you hard core fool!
nigga make it ruff!

Top Ice Cube, Laugh Now, Cry Later

Uh-huh, understand this
I don't give a fuck about what y'all talkin about
I ain't tryin to hear none of that shit
Nigga I'ma do what I wanna do
When I wanna do it, how I wanna do it
And you better hope I don't do it to you
Now, I don't care what momma got to say
I don't care what grandmomma got to say
Nigga I'm grown
Let me tell you a lil' somethin about me
I was born not to give a fuck, wanna drink, get your cup
Turn it up, throw it up, take the world, blow it up
Somebody slow it up, roll it up, smoke it up
My own momma can't keep me from loc'n up
One ear out the other, one man out to smother
The neighborhood, that left me here without my brother
Fuck you undercovers and you dirty motherfuckers
In the hood, that still fuck without rubbers
Club hop, bar hop, car shop, nail shop
To the mall, spend it all, why the hell not
What bills, what rent, don't know what's spent
Why you care, do you work for the government?
Fuck it homey, I'ma laugh now and cry later
Get your paper we can laugh now and cry later
All you players you can laugh now and cry later
Investigators let you laugh now and cry later
See I'm a product of this urban decay
A nigga dyin for tomorrow, but live for today
A nigga lie steal and borrow, and cheating's okay
Don't you tell these motherfuckers that my name is O'Shea
Cause I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him regret it
7 months old he's already got a jail record
I'm the one to blame, put it in my momma name
She's a drama queen, but I got the bling bling
I need the watch and the bracelet and the earrings
I need you all to show up at my hearings
Tell the judge I'm a nice nigga, good nigga
And I'ma play the sad face when he look nigga
"The number you are calling was lost, and cannot be called back"
"Your last call return service"
It's fucked up, that y'all won't accept my calls
Tell momma, at least she can send some drawers
These walls, make y'all forget about me
I'm comin home, in 2033
But that's irrelevant, did you get the mail I sent
What I tell a bitch, you better stay celibate
She start lyin to me, tell me who she ain't fuckin
Never tell me that my homeboys ain't nothin
Bun in the oven, it belong to my cousin
Got the nerve, to tell me that you really love me
(What?) I'ma kill her ass when a nigga make parole
Hit her with my cane, cause a nigga gray and old
Man, it ain't right man
Y'know y'all ain't doin me right man
A nigga tryin to do right man
Y'know I'm tryin to change my life man, y'know?
I done found the Lord while I'm in here, y'know?
I I'm tryin to do right now, I mean
Y'know I'm sorry for everythang
That I, I I mean y'know
That's fucked up how y'all doin me man
Y'all niggaz could at least send me somethin

Top Ice Cube, Life In California

[Chorus: Jayo Felony (Ice Cube)]
Living Just Another Day
AK Gun Play
LA To The Bay
Living Life In California
Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
(Just Another Day)
AK Gun Play
(Ak Gun Play)
LA To The Bay
(LA To The Bay)
Living Life In California
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
And Jay-Z Can Rap About The NYC
Why Can't I Talk About The Shit I See?
Without Alicia Keys Withouyt Going R&B;
This Is Ain't No Motown This is R A P
[Hook: Jayo Felony]
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood Yea
Niggaz Can't Stay If It's Name Ain't Good
THis Is How It Is When You're Living In California
[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
California Swagger Fuck Record Sales
Industry Outlaw Like Josie Wales
California Off The Corner
I'm a Warn Ya I'm the Only West Coast King
Idiot I Mean I'll Get You In The Ring
I'm As Shitty As Don King
And Taking All The Money Before The Bell Ring
Before I Grab The Mic The Fat Bitch Sing
It's Already Over Supernova
I'm Kobe You A Nigga I'm Hooping Over
Know Me Big Homie
The One And Only
Ice Cube Don't Get Airplay
Cause I'm From LA And Rep Where I Stay
[Bridge: Jayo Felony]
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood
Niggas Get Sprayed Ak And It's Good
Bitches Don't Get Placed Something That's Good
It's Real And It Feels When You're Living In California
[Verse 3: WC]
See It's Just Another Day In My Neighborhood
First Thing Off In The Morning And I'm Looking For That
Good
Sticking To My Fingertips And I'm Sitting On The Hills
Overlooking The City Man This Shit Is For Real
When You Yak In My Puff?
Lack In The Fifty Bruff?
Itll Be A long That's What We Got These Bitches For
Bounce Like A Earthquake Let It Shake
Let's Hear How Much Noise The City Makes
See It's Just Another Day In My Neighborhood
And The Police Ain't Fucking With Me Knock On Wood
Or My Shoes Cause He Blew My Socks So Good
Bulit My Shot Never knew Id See My Glock So Good
I'm Walk Like Po Po Wanna Hit
He Just Can't Do But They All Wanna Split
I Try To Keeo My Pedro Head On
See I Tried To Warn Them Fuck Around
You Know What Goes Down In Califonia
Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
(Just Another Day)
AK Gun Play
(Ak Gun Play)
LA To The Bay
(LA To The Bay)
Living Life In California
[Verse 4]
Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
AK Gun Play
LA To The Bay
Living Life In California
Dough We Get That Dough

Top Ice Cube, I Wanna Kill Sam

"The army is the only way out for a young black teenager.
We'll provide you with housing.
We'll provide you with education.
We'll provide you with everything you need to survive in life.
We'll help you to be the best soldier in the U.S. of A."
"Because we do more before 7 A.M.
than most niggers do in their whole lifetime."
Huh-huh, huh-HAH..
"I'm comin!"
I'm comin!
I wanna kill him, cause he tried to play me like the trick
but you see, I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
I got the A to the motherfuckin K, and it's ready to rip
Slapped in my banana clip
And I'm lookin.. (lookin..)
Is he in Watts, Oakland, Philly or Brooklyn?
It seems like he got the whole country behind him
so it's sort of hard to find him
But when I do, gotta put my gat in his mouth
Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out
Cause the shit he did was uncalled for
tried to fuck a brother up the ass like a small whore
And that shit ain't fly
So now I'm settin up, the ultimate drive-by
And when you hear this shit,
it make the world say "DAMN! .. I wanna kill Sam."
"Do the niggaz run this moth-er-fuck-er?"
"Momma!! Some man at the front do'!"
"Sit yo' ass down."
"Uhh hi.. I have reason to believe that someone in this household
has just turned eighteen, am I correct?"
Here's why I wanna kill the punk
cause he tried to take a motherfuckin chunk of the funk
He came to my house, I let 'em bail in
cause he said he was down with the L.M.
He gave up a little dap
then turned around, and pulled out a gat
I knew it was a caper
I said, "Please don't kill my mother," so he raped her
Tied me up, took me outside
and I was thrown in a big truck
And it was packed like sardines
Full of niggaz, who fell for the same scheme
Took us to a place and made us work
all day and we couldn't have shit to say
Broke up the families forever
and to this day black folks can't stick together
And it's odd..
Broke us down, made us pray - to his God
And when I think about it,
it make me say "DAMN! .. I wanna kill Sam."
"I'm comin!"
Now in ninety-one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
and hang me by a rope til my neck snapped
Now the sneaky motherfucker wanna ban rap
and put me under dirt or concrete
But God, can see through a white sheet
Cause you the devil in drag
You can burn your cross well I'll burn your flag
Try to give me the H-I-V
so I can stop makin babies like me
And you're givin dope to my people chump
Just wait til we get over that hump
Cause yo' ass is grass cause I'ma blast
Can't bury rap, like you buried jazz
Cause we stopped bein whores, stop doin floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
gettin janked by the Lench Mob crew
It's a man who deserves to buckle
I wanna kill Sam cause he ain't my motherfuckin Uncle!
"We've gone nowhere in 200 years?"
"That's correct."
"We-we-we've gone nowhere in 200 years?"
"That's correct."
"We-we-we've gone nowhere in 200 years?"

Top Ice Cube, I Rep That West

[Chorus]
Doin my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem with that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map but
I rep that West (9x)
(repeat)
[Verse 1 - Ice Cube]
Dont you know that I rep that
Why you got to let that boy in the buildin
Dont you know that he about to kill em
Dont you know that he about to hurt yall feelins
Cant find Ren might as well play the villain
Imma get him, why? Cuz I can't baby sit him
Imma whip him, treat him like bad ass children
Is it evil, yall better call them people
How I get down, just ain't legal
Money long, sorta like Louis Vuitton
I run this shit right here, call me marathon
(Boom) I blow like a cherry bomb
You a small donation bitch, I'm a telethon
West Coast million, what is he really on
Is it that shit that niggas go silly on?
Hell no, the pyroclastic flow is evident (West Side)
And yall know what I represent
[Chorus]
Doin my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem with that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map but
I rep that West (9x)
[Verse 2 - Ice Cube]
I rep that dub, I rep that S, Im a monster
West side, Lochness, Im a problem
Matter fact, Im a mess, Los Angeles, so scandalous
South Central, home of so much potential
But if you go there the warfare is mental
Bring your wheelchair you probably gon need it
Leave this motherfucker a paraplegic
Niggas around the world that think they wanna bang
Dont get your ass caught up like Lil Wayne
I am too West Coast for the West Coast
Too Fresnos just to whip toast
Too soul food and burritos
I am down with Angelinos
Go downtown and give a bum a C-note
This my town, I run it, you walk it
You just now learnin the game, I taught it
[Chorus]
Doin my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem with that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map but
I rep that West (9x)
[Verse 3]
And if you got a problem with this
Let me know so I can add your fuckin name on my list
All you West Coast DJs check your wrists
If you skiddad the big fish to your playlist
Now, enemies of this industry, Im a
Hall of famer, treated like a stranger
Fuck that, another West Coast banger
Who gives a fuck if they play it in Virginia
Imma play it on Banker, play it on Western
All of bad ass will make your head turn
Motherfuckers wanna take our style
And run that shit 3000 miles
Then, rub your shit all in our face
This war show all at our place, damn
Can a nigga get a lil ol taste
Of some of that shine, it look like mine
[Chorus] x2
Doin my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem with that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map but
I rep that West (9x)
(repeat)
[Outro]
Yall know what it is
Is this too West Coast for you motherfuckers?
So what, sanctioned by the OGs of America
The Grand Wizard is a certified G
That mean genius bitch

Top Ice Cube, Gotta Be Insanity

Uhh, gotta get it...uhhh....hmmm....get it, get it
--baby--
Stab thru the neighborhood, these spinin'
Weez winin', scrap with the John Lennon
Head rests, TV's in 'em
Best in the nation, on this playstation
The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter
Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water
On a friday, the get high day
Blowin' at a hot date, findin' Shade
Black and bicantay, with ass everwhere, how you do that there?
A sight to behold, break the mold
Just tryin' to get some before the world explode
I see you tryin' to get caught
Well shake what your mama gave ya, plus what you bought
We fuck and we fought, we laugh and we cry
Told the truth and we lie
You be good to me, i'll be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it all I got, and to keep it hot
Now what a freak like you, doin' with a fool like me?
Explain it to your family
It's got to be insanity --because I like what you're doing to me--
You know you ain't right standin' at the light
Think it's chocolate with that shit too tight
And if I fuck around and get you in the car with me
Motherfuckers would think I had a star with me
Now see the haterism increase
They hate when you got a dime piece
And I got one shotgun, and I might catch a hot one
When i'm lookin' for love and niggas got none, uhh
If you let me handcuff your wrist
Bonnie and Clyde ain't got shit on this
Cuz Bonnie and Clyde had to take a risk
But most of my money see it's all legit --baby--
It's all about your state of mind
Now what would you do if I handed you a tech nine?
Are you feelin' me?
Would you stay down like Hillary?
Even if you thought about killin' me?
You be good to me, i'll be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it all I got, and to keep it hot
Now what a freak like you, doin' with a fool like me?
Explain it to your family
It's got to be insanity --because I like what you're doing to me--
Are you the type of girl that would call them folks
Have your man leave the house in chains and ropes
Don't need the kind of girl that'll have me in court
On lawsuits lyin' about demestic abuse
Have a bitch like Judge Judy cussin' me out
Garnish my cheques, reposses my lex
Cuz I come from a place in southern Californi
Where hoes rake niggas for tons of alimoni
But fuck the world don't aks me for shit
Unless you my boo, and i'm fuckin' you
The rest of these broads ain't knowin'
That i'm a have you bumpin' Lauryn, in somethin' foreign
Come thru blow the horn
Stick your wrists out the window
And wave to your kinfolks
Let 'em know who you with
And to your crazy ass daddy, let him know who to get
You be good to me, i'll be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it all I got, and to keep it hot
Now what a freak like you, doin' with a fool like me?
Explain it to your family

Top Ice Cube, Ghetto Vet

Life....
niggas used to come and get me
when it was time to disagree with an enemy
pass the hennessy it gives me energy
packed the gat in the small of my back
where these niggas at I clear the whole pack
talkin' shit cuz I'm down for my set I'm a vet
smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who these niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs
cuz these westside niggas is harder thugs
enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis
shootin' at your neighbors
(cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a fuck when I open ya up)
hot rocks fly from the back seat and
busta ass niggas run like a track meet
an if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' than a little (what)
killer king is the hospital
feelin' numb from the bullets I hum
and when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there
(Foe life) I'm still there
my house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
up early in the morning takin' out the trash
feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser
two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser
one on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what)
tryin' be ghetto stars they said:
Are you from the westside is it so?
i said hell yea and who wanta to know (me)
in slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud
puddle full of blood left for dead
the pain starts to spread now I can't feel my legs
I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center
as I enter I.C.U.
he said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital
I said I can't move my legs he said don't try to
now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably never walk again
I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside contemplating suicide
at night I jerk and jerk
but my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn)
now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube
I be pissin' through a tube Fool i'm a vet
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there
young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair
fuck a V-A they need G-A
gang hospital for a crippal now I'm drinkin' rippal
same corner same hood I'm still there
with bandanas tied to my wheel chair
To all the hoodrat hoes I'm fired
they mad cuz my tongue get tired
now everybody wanna put they dope on me
sayin' I won't get searched by the LAPD
I'm sitting on a doorway duece five
Dependin on that to keep my ass alive
I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six
My fuckin legs, lookin like tooth picks
some times I can't deal got to beg the B G's to roll me up the hill
put me on the porch now I'm on the torch smokin' cocaine
just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose
and last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom
feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew I hold
nigga its the only friend to a stranger AKA hadicap gangbanger
there's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet
Fool I'm a Vet
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there
young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair
Life.....
Yea....
Life...
Yea....
Life... Life....
Dedicated to all the ghetto vets

Top Ice Cube, Down For Whatever

Damn.
I'm broke.
My feet hurt.
(Inside the mind of a car jacker)
And that bitch is slippin.
It makes me wanna..creep.
It makes me wanna..creep.
Damn, I'm such a G it's pathetic
Here comes the big-headed
Nigga that's dippin
Sippin on Courvoisier
Goddamn I must havta floss today
Now pimpin aint easy but it's necessary
So I'm chasin bitches like Tom chased Jerry
I'll put the pedal to the flo-uh
In my two-tone Ford Explo-uh
You know how it's done
Sounds bumpin
Ain't that sumthin?
Jumped on the 110
She's flyin in the Blazer
Like "Go Speed Racer"
But I ain't gonna chase her
Like Racer X
But I won't flex
Til it's time to have sex
So when you wanna get togetha?
Cause you know a nigga like me
Is down for whatever
And I'm down for whatever
When I was little I didn't wanna be like Mike
I wanted to be like Ike
Cause
Papa Was A Rolling Stone in the sixties
And he liked green like Bill Bixby
Told me that my best friend was a ten and a twenty
Pokets never skinny
Played let's get it on in the living room
Cause he'll turn the party out sayin, "This is MY muthafuckin house"
And y'all gots to go
Through the door
And if you can't find the door
He'll help you with the four-four
Talkin much shit on the grass
And straight down to blast
I'm still in my p.j.'s
He's in a turtleneck sweater
And we down for whatever
And I'm down
Solid Pro is down for whatever
The Don Jaguar is down for whatever
And it don't seem to stop
I don't talk a lot of shit
But when it's time to get busy with these hos, let's go
Cause I'd rather see a skinhead dead
Then my niggas wearin blue or red
Cause I got the gift
To hit these hos swift
And I'm smellin like a fifth
Of sumthin
Yeah, that's right
I'm standin in the store
Koreans
Act so nice
Cause I got potentials to blow up a Winchells
Donut
And you know what?
I'm Cool Like Dat like Digable Planets
But don't take a nigga for granted
Cause whether it's a verdict of the L.A. four
You just don't know
That this rappin-ass nigga will change with the weather
And be down for whatever
And I'm down
Creep.
And I'm down for whatever
Ice Cube - devoid of pop
And I will never dance for you trick-ass niggas
It makes me wanna..creep.

Top Ice Cube, Drink The Kool-aid

This ain't Sanatra
This ain't the Carter
I am the chaperone nigga who brought'cha
I am the author...this is Holy water
From the Holy Father the Rock of Gibraltar
Step up to the alter step up to the slaughter
Get circumcized son and turned into a daughter
nigga know they oughta drink the fuckin' kool-aid
Industy laid out authorities are too late
MC's passed the due date nigga as they do hate
You are Bobby Boucher I'm the Mane like Gucci
I rock the Louie but not like Kanye
nigga see me kinda like Harry Belafonte
Step into the room they be like ah Day-O!
Yeah cause they know a nigga ain't play-doe
Shots all fatal is this Laredo
Boarder town i knock'em down just like legos
Drink the Kool-Aid!
verse 2
I ain't the Doctor
This ain't the patient
This ain't that nigga a always on vacation
This ain't no white boy's rehabilitation
This is crazier then a boat full of Haitians
This is inflation mixed with degradation
This ain't no dead rappers reincarnation
I heard it was a New West Coast I ain't worried
I murder more stars then Conrad Murray
I got more bars then the penitentary
I wrote this shit without a rhyme dictionary
Young bucks try to step up to the harim
Looking for some pussy I'm a old buck I dare'em

Top Ice Cube, Don't Trust 'Em

You can't trust a big butt and a smile
No, that's the old style
In ninety-deuce, shit ain't quite the same
Bitches gotta brand new game, yo
It's kinda hard to see
But the dating game ain't what it used to be
Back in the day, if a ho wanted ya dough
She give you a piece of ass and there we go
Go and get knocked up and then get socked up
You be broke and locked up
But the news done hit
Bitches all over on some new improved shit
To y'all macks
Come to find out that bitches are pullin jacks
I remember every night all you had to worry about
Was gettin caught at a red light
And the nigga gettin ya five, day to days
Now shit done changed
Cos you gots to watch the ones in the skirt
And it ain't about gettin burnt
I know it sounds strange, but could you
Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change
Cos you'll get a bullet in your brain, Mr Rich
And about that bitch, don't trust em
(Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy bitch)
Don't trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
(Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy bitch)
You can't trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
Here's how the bitches jack:
They try to catch a dumb nigga in the act
You came to the club, stepped to the bar
And pulled out a wad of Doves
After you got buzzed, she walk by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dancefloor
And she started dancin like a ho
Jimmy got stiff, she ain't have a ride home
So you gave the bitch a lift
She didn't wanna trouble you
But hopped her big ass in your BMW
Hopped to her house and started kissin
And Jimmy just wouldn't listen
Cos you got real horny
And that ain't cool at four in the morning
Started undressing the ho
Got to the drawers and the ho said "No!
"Not on the first date
"It's gettin kinda late, could you come back at eight?"
You said "Yeah!" cos you thought you met a wholesome ho
But nigga, she know you rollin in some dough
And you'll regret and somethin 'bout a bitch you just met
Don't trust em!
Eight o'clock on the dot, nigga's hot
Dick hard as a rock
Straight on a solo creep
Can't wait till her little boy go to sleep
So you can seduce the G
Bust a nut and make an excuse to leave
You got her worked out cos you the man
But the bitch got diff'rent plans
She said "Take off your clothes, jump in the bed"
While she powder her nose
You get butt naked, cos you ready to wreck it!
Cos you's a motherfuckin punk, next thing you know
The door flies open with a blast
With four niggas in ski masks
Pointin a gun at the pimp
You're scared as a motherfucker and Jimmy done went limp
They beat you down just a taste
Take ya to your house and make ya open up the safe
Drove you far, tied up in the trunk of your own fuckin car
Take you out and pop the cap
I told you the bitch was a trap

Top Ice Cube, Click, Clack - Get Back!

Yeah, yo, check it
Turn me up a little bit, on the mic
I flip shit for gangbang niggaz
I talk shit for insane niggaz
I got a clip for you strange niggaz
(Click clack, get back, 'fore you niggaz feel that)
Understand, I come from South Central
Motherfuckers don't know what I been through
I keep my motherfuckin heat in my igloo
And it's lookin for some meat it can get through
Fuck with me, there will be agony
In these streets, it will be a tragedy
Can't you see, it ain't no fag in me
If it was I woulda joined the Academy
(Click clack, get back, 'fore you niggaz feel that)
Get back, y'all better get the fuck back
I never take shit from rappers
I turn them, motherfuckers into cadavers
(Ka-plow!) I'm fuckin mo', niggaz than Napster
Cause youse a trick and your Ghost Rider is Casper
I heard you lost on Fear Factor
Cause you couldn't swallow deez nuts, big as a tractor
You dumb bitch, think I'm an actor
And a nigga couldn't get close enough to slap her
Ice Cube, understand it's real
I'm the nigga of steel, got you _Killin at Will_
Got my nigga a deal, he tried to fuck me and steal
I love the nigga but he now feelin the chill
It's West coast (West coast) East coast (East coast)
South side (South side) worldwide (worldwide)
North side (North side) let's ride (let's ride)
Let's do it 'til God and the devil collide, c'mon!
(Click clack, get back, 'fore you niggaz feel that)

Top Ice Cube, Check Yo Self

Featuring: Das Efx
Yeah,
So come on and chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
Check
You better check yo self before you wreck yo self
'Cos I'm bad for your health I come real stealth
Droppin' bombs on ya moms fuck car alarms
Doin' foul crime, I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine
Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know
And friends know, we got the indo
No I'm not a sucker, sittin' in a house of pain
And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya
Head butt ya, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact motherfuck ya
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy
This ain't no fuckin' motion picture
A guy or bitch-a, I'll get wit'cha
And hit ya, takin' that yack to the neck
So you better run a check
So come on and chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
Chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self
'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health
Chickity-check
Chickity-check
Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
'Cause they bitch may pullin' out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle, 'cause that's a knife-o
AK-47, assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow
I gotta new style, watch out now
I hate motherfuckers claimin' that they foldin' bank
But steady talkin' shit in the holding tank
First you wanna step to me
Now your ass screamin' for the deputy
They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
Now they runnin' up in ya slow
You're gone, used to be the Don Juan
Now your name is just Twan
Switch it, snap it, rollin' your eyes and neck
You better run a check
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
'Cause big dicks up yo ass is bad for yo health
Chickity-check
Chickity-check
If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate
You coulda had a V8
Instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium
I got six and I'm aimin' 'em
Will I shoot or keep you guessin'
And fuck you and that shit ya stressin'
Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good
There goes the neighborhood hooker
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Givin up the claps and who needs applause
At a time like this, pop the coochie and ya dead
The bitch is a Miami Hurricane hit
Sprung, niggaz call her 'Lips and Lungs'
Nappy dugout, get the fuck out
'Cause women like you gets no respect
Bitch, you better run a check
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self
'Cause bitches like you is bad for my health
Chickity check
Chickity check
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self
So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Top Ice Cube, Can You Bounce

--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (bounce)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
I hear you bragin 'bout the money you foldin'
Same nigga that be kissin' my colon
When you picture me rollin'
Nigga picture me holdin', pure heat like Nolan
They call me Poppa Doctor
See your bitch and i knock her
I collect them like Pokemon
From Nokishan, accept the ones with no behind
You can keep 'em, keep 'em from creepin' where i'm sleepin'
Same bitch and same club every weekend
Same drink, same dress, brainless
What would you do if i handed you a stainless
Can't fuck with a girl that's gameless
Would you tell the po-po's what my name is
Baby baby can you bouce to this (baby bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (smoke an ounce)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this (yeah yeah)
--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
Don't stop get it get it
I'm not the kind to get jiggy with it
I'm the kind to get niggy with it
I'm a show you what it's all about, trick!
Shake yo' ass till your curls fall out, bitch!
Don't pretend you can live without, dick!
Come with me ain't no doubt that i'm, rich!
Whatchoo goan do in the early 'morn
When the lights come on, and your drink is gone
Do you think you grown
Think we convone (?)
It's a party at my house i got drinks at home
Get to undressin', pull out the lethal weapon
Look you in the eye and i aks you one question
Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (what choo smokin' on?)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
---"Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me...can ya"---
Who that nigga that be in the club every week
Who that cheep mutherfucker won't buy you a drink
Who that bitch dressed like a freak but she won't speak
Who that hoe think she is, like her shit don't stink
Who that player on the floor, sweatin' in all silk
Who that girl showin' tits, like she got milk
Who that hater in the corner, always on tilt
Who that fool in the parking lot about to get killed (yeah)
Baby baby can you bouce to this (can you bounce)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (blaze one)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
(if you down with this)
Baby baby can you bouce to this (huh)
Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (dogg best C.G.(?)
Turn it up, we can clown to this
Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
yeah, Ice Cube (bounce it, bounce it...)

Top Ice Cube, You Gotta Lotta That

Hey... you wit' da ass (you wit' da ass), you wit' da ass (you wit' da ass)
C'mere... wassup?
What's your name girl? Who you come wit'?
I'm wit' Snoop Dogg.. and my whole click
A nigga need a shot of that.. and I know where they got it at
Damn girl, you gotta lotta that
Won't you let a real nigga go and holla back?
Look at you girl, eyes brown, ass round
Feel like a nigga chasin down a rebound
It's bouncin like a basketball, if you got no ass at all
Sorry girl but you won't make the casting call
Skinny bitches need to find that nutritionist
Shit that make yo' ass so thick and delicious
Is it the food or is it the water?
That make your daughter wanna show what Momma taught her
C'mere.. let me whisper in yo' ear (wassup)
Tell ya all that bullshit that you wanna hear (let's fuck)
You prolly hate my fuckin guts in a year
But right about now, you like a nigga's style huh?
How I talk, how I smell, how I smile
How I think, how I fuck, how I grab
Fuck wit' me, ya get ya meat and ya vegetables
Fuck wit' him, ya get a fuckin metrosexual
You want a man stronger than you
Not a motherfucker in the mirror longer than you
Break a nail and his punk ass lookin for glue
You want a nigga wit' a hard dick lookin at you (lookin at you)
You came up in there lookin all cute and stuff
You and yo' homegirl, a pimp couldn't get enough
You talk that shit like you weren't up in there just to fuck
Well guess what? Now bitch you wit' us!
Yeah have a sip {*sipping noise*}, go take a puff
Go and spend another blunt, naw roll it up!
What yo' name? A nigga love how you came
You just in need of some game
And I got that good thang, yeah it's a Westside hood thing
Let ya party over day and hit ya wit' that ding-a-ling
I got that good shit, lollipop (lollipop)
And once I get up in ya, I make ya body rock (body rock)
A thick little bad bitch, walk wit' a switch
Now all you need now is some gangster dick
It's the Big Bow Wizzow, you know I'm on the pusszow
Doggystizyle, that make ya kitty kat meow (meow!)
Dick deep, freak-a-leek, fuck some sleep
And don't tell me that I'm... "innnn too deep"
Okay (okay).. alright (alright).. Westside baby girl, we do it all night
(fo' sho)
Do ya thing girl, fuck what they lookin at
Shake it for me mami, work that pussycat
Do ya thing girl, fuck what they lookin at
Shake it for me mami, work that pussycat
Put it on me girl, what the fuck you scared of?
We just in the club, actin like we making love
I know you full of liquor, put it on my zipper

Top Ice Cube, Wicked

One, two, three and I come with the wicked
style and you know that I'm from the wicked
crew, act like you knew
cos I got everybody jumpin to the voodoo
Pick it, wicked rhymes, picket signs
While me and the mob gotta truck full of 9's]
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the hey-a
Ready to BUCK BUCK BUCK and it's a must
to DUCK DUCK DUCK before I bust
Lookin for the one that did it
but like En Vogue, no you're never gonna get it
Cos I'm the one with the fat mad skills
and I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills
Sittin at the pad just chillin
cos Larry Parker just got two million, oh what a feelin
So shake that nigga and pass me the pill
and I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal
Like it, dig it, maybe and watch that ???
Kick it cos I get wicked
Won't say nuttin, just listen
Got me a plan to break Tyson outta prison
Come my way and get served
Still got a duece that'll bunny hop the curb
Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin
Never seen with a happy grin
Show the fat foul cos I'm down
Take a look around
and all you see is big black boots steppin
Use my steel toe as a weapon
Kick ya and flip ya, now they want to
label this nigga, tape with the sticker
Kickin out girls that's nicety
Yo, I gotta body count like Ice-T
From here to New York
I get skins and ain't talkin bout pork
Swine, pig, dick
Listen to the flow of a so-called negro
who didn't know I was funky as Wilson Pickett
Dig it cos I get wicked
People wanna know how come
I gotta gat and I'm lookin out the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise
Kinda trigger happy like the Geto Boys
April 29th was power to the people
and we might just see a sequel
cos police got equal pay
A horse is a pig that don't fly straight
Doin Darryl Gates but is Willie Williams
down with the pilgrims
Just a super slave
We'll have to break his ass up like Super Dave
I'm wicked enough to board this
Cos now it's on to the fullest
Gorilla straight from the mist
But I don't miss when it comes to this
Bring the yellow tape
The white cape, cos I'm so straight
Thru with the picket signs, take his job and stick it

Top Ice Cube, Black Korea

"Twenty D Energizers."
"Twenty, C Energizer?"
"D, not C, D."
"B Energizer?"
"D motherfucker, D! Learn to speak english first, alright? D!"
"How many you say?"
"Twenty, motherfucker, twenty."
"Honey..."
"Mother-fuck you!"
Everytime I wanna go get a fuckin brew
I gotta go down to the store with the two
oriental one-penny countin motherfuckers
that make a nigga made enough to cause a little ruckus
Thinkin every brother in the world's out to take
So they watch every damn move that I make
They hope I don't pull out a gat and try to rob
they funky little store, but bitch, I got a job
("Look you little Chinese motherfucker
I ain't tryin to steal none of yo' shit, leave me alone!"
"Mother-fuck you!")
Yo yo, check it out
So don't follow me, up and down your market
Or your little chop suey ass'll be a target
of the nationwide boycott
Juice with the people, that's what the boy got
So pay respect to the black fist
or we'll burn your store, right down to a crisp
And then we'll see ya!
Cause you can't turn the ghetto - into Black Korea

Top Ice Cube, Why Me

Why the f**k you wanna murder me?
Your punk ass never heard of me
I never did nothin' to your family
Still you wanna kill a young ni**er randomly
You wanna take the life God handed to me
Send it back to him coz you ain't a fan to me
Scary bitch with a gun that ain't a man to me
That's an animal,
A f**king cannibal
I'm Duranimo(?) and Hannibal
We international Gangsta bull
I'm bull and Barcelona, with a karona
You a fake ass ni**er, where's ya owner?
I'm real live man, you a persona
Now I'm a goner, call ma momma, in the corner
Mister gun man, your plan is working
Coz ni**ers is dieing and mommas is hurting
[Chorus]
Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family tree
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'
[Verse 2]
I was made by the one and only G.O.D
To take my life to the T.O.P
Now here comes a motherf**kin' D.O.G
Who ain't happy til a ni**er is R.I.P
Tryin' to be som'in' you saw on BET
Either T.I.P or B.I.G
I don't give a f**k what you saw on TV
But a 187 don't make a O.G.
I'm a O.G
Never had to fake it
God gave me this, how you goin' take it
What you goin' tell 'em, when you get to heaven
when he asks you why did you send back his present.
Who the f**k are you, you motherf**king peasant
Even got the nerve to ask the man for a blessing.
Send his ass to Hades with his big Mercedes
Ice Cube Why Me? lyrics found on http://www.lyricsoncall.com/lyrics/ice-cube/why-me-lyrics.html
Ni**er, hell on earth is being stuck in the 80's
[Chorus]
Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family tree
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'
[Verse 3]
Before you shoot me man think about it
lets go have a drink about it
Before you make a stink about it
man lets talk about it
maybe we can walk about it.
But just don't be a coward
and take my life 'cause you got the power
of the white mans gun powder
coz you might face a gun tower.
And time never run out,
They take the fun out, til your life run out.
So don't pull your gun out,
If you ever want a house, just like Run's house.
It's better than a big house,
Less four-five some woman we can dig out,
Find a place we can dig out,
Party all night til the owner say 'get out'
[Chorus]
Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family tree
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'
[Outro]
Dedicated to all the ni**ers, thats dead and don't know why.
Who wanna look at the ni**er who shot 'em
And ask these questions.

Top Ice Cube, What Can I Do?

In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures
But in this country, society itself is failing.
Today, how you like me now, I'm in the mix?
It's 1986 and I got the fix with the chicken and a quota
Got the baking soda, let the water boil, workers all loyal
Dropped out the twelveth
Cuz my wealth is shorter than a midget on his knees
Now I slang keys
Infest my hood with crack, cuz I'm the mack
Take a nation of millions to hold me back
Too big for my britches, and I got bitches
Now I'm hittin' switches, niggas want my riches
Used to get 18 when my G was alive, now a key is 13-5
'89s the number, another summer
Police ain't get no dumber
Streets dried up, used to think it would last
But being a king-pin is a thing of the past
They tried to blast me for selling a boulder
Now I got my ass in Minnesota
Got my own crew, it's on brand new
Damn, what can I do?
Today...
Already done stack me half a mill ticket
Bought a house next to Prince, so now I can kick it
Now I got ends, wavin' to my friends, rollin' in my Benz
Goin' to see the Twins, play at the dome
Police are tappin' my mobile phone
I'm almost home
Gettin' excited, indited, spent a grip and a year tryin' to fight it
Lawyer got paid, plea, no contest
And everything I own got repossessed
Now take a look at the dust
And I'm happy cuz I only got 36 months
Never picked up a book
But my arms are 16 inches, niggas look
Can't wait for '92 so I can get with my crew
And see, what can I do?
Today...
Phucked up in the pen, now it's ninety-fo
Back in LA, and I'm bailin' in the dough
Everybody, now I gotta start from scratch
So where to work at, and niggas smirk at
Me say ain't nuttin' poppin from here to the LB
What you tell me?
No it ain't crack, and everybody's jackin' for a coupe
Cuz, they sent in the troops
Even tho I got muscle, that ain't my hustle
Takin' niggas sh*t in a tussle
No skills to pay the bills
Takin' 'bout education to battle inflashion
No college degree, just a dumb ass G
(Yeah you Nigga, who me?)
I got a baby on the way, damn it's a mess
Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes
Took some advice from my Uncle Fester
All dressed up in polyester
Welcome to McDonalds may I please help you?
sh*t, what can I do?
Today...
The white man has broke every law known to man to establish AmeriKKKa.
But he'll put you in the state penitentary, he'll put you in the federal
penitentary for breaking these same laws. Now we gonna look and see if
this muthaphucker is guilty for the laws he'll put you in jail for :
Drug using, drug selling, armed robbery, strong armed robbery, grand
larceny, rape, racketering, conspiracy to commit murder, extortion,
aggravated assault, mayhem, sodomy of the black man, trespassing,
embezzelment, purgery, kidnapping, smuggling, grand theft, brandishing
a firearm, carrying a conceled weapon, breaking and entering, and
premeditated cold-blooded murder.

Top Ice Cube, Waitin' Ta Hate

(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)...
I see them niggas
You see them niggas?
I see them niggas
Look at them niggas just waitin to hate (wait)
Waitin to hate, waitin to hate (look at them niggas)
Look at them bitches just waitin to hate (wait)
Waitin to hate (wait) waitin to hate
Get your ride on, ride on
This ain't the day for you to die on, die on
I'm a nigga that they lie on, lie on
See these shoes you wanna try on, try on
Yo, we can go to war with the enemy
All we need is A.K.s and Hennessy
This ain't back in the days of Tennessee
Pull the trigger and release the energy
See muthafuckas run till they catch one
In the back, and it might cause a cardiac
Bitch act like he died and we brought him back
Him screamin for his mama and his sister pack
Flatline -
These niggas wanna act like
They ain't never had a full can of act-right
Make me pull out my gat, right
And smoke his muthafuckin ass like a crackpipe
So what you sayin, muthafucka?
We ain't playin, muthafucka
A.K.'in muthafuckas
So what you sayin, muthafucka?
We ain't playin, muthafucka
A.K.'in muthafuckas
Look at them niggas just waitin to hate (wait)
Waitin to hate, waitin to hate (look at them niggas)
Look at them bitches just waitin to hate (hate)
Waitin to hate (hate) waitin to hate
Get your smoke on, smoke on
Here's another verse to choke on, choke on
To all my niggas in the pen, get your yoke on
To all my thugs in the house, get your loc on
We can really give a fuck about a broke home
All we care about is bitches we can poke on
Nigga, what's that bullshit that you spoke on?
Better roll on 'fore we split your whole dome
Cause you're fuckin with Ice Cube the Terrible
Fuck around, I make your life unbearable
Make you live all scary and careful
Come through my neighborhood, you better tip-toe
Cause if you loud, then you might get chased down
Westside Connection catch a case now
Po-po's find your monkey ass face down
Tell your mama that you in a better place now
So what you sayin, muthafucka?
We ain't playin, muthafucka
A.K.'in muthafuckas
So what you sayin, muthafucka?
We ain't playin, muthafucka
A.K.'in muthafuckas
Look at them niggas just waitin to hate (wait)
Waitin to hate (hate) waitin to hate (look at them niggas)
Look at them bitches just waitin to hate (wait)
Waitin to hate (hate) waitin to hate (look at them bitches)
(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)
'You can hate me now'
(Ain't no 'California Love') Ah-ah (Love) (Love)
To all my niggas with the lleyo
They rock it up like Play-Doh
They cook it up like Waco
Better do what I say so
Better lay low, cause you fuckin with a halo
Death to the niggas with the big mouth
And death to you devils from the Old South
And death to you hoes turnin tricks out
And death everyone that go the bitch route
Check it
If you infected by this record
Bow down butt-naked
And pray to God
Ice Cube won't spare the rod
Westside Connection here to mob, nigga, rob
We can take it to the streets
We can take it to the concrete
You niggas know where the Don be
You bitches ain't tryin to find me
All you haters need to shut the fuck up and get behind me
Look at them niggas just waitin to hate (look at em)
Waitin to hate (look) waitin to hate (look at them niggas)
Look at them bitches just waitin to hate (ugh)
Waitin to hate (ugh) waitin to hate
So what you sayin, muthafucka?
We ain't playin, muthafucka
A.K.'in muthafuckas
So what you sayin, muthafucka?
We ain't playin, muthafucka
A.K.'in muthafuckas
This is dedicated
To them haters
Who ain't gon' kill nothin
And who ain't gon' let nothin die
You know em
You know em
When you see Ice Cube you better holla
And pop a collar
When you see Ice Cube you better holla

Top Ice Cube, Trespass

How many bullets can your back hold, suckin' from the HK
The red dot's on your dome from the light ray
Boom bam bust oh shit kid, your head is a pile of puss
I'm kickin' up much dust, the nigga ya can't trust
This is my shit, my hood, my turf
My gold, my grip, whatever the fuck it's worth
I don't need nobody comin' in my territory
Tryin' to rip a nigga off and fuck your fuckin' sob stories
Take a good look at my motherfuckin' jacker
About to feel the wrath, of a greedy ass cracker
Pale as snow, so you know the hoe stand out
Comin' in my hood with his hand out
Tryin' to get over on the black but the motherfuckin' mack
Will put a fuckin' slug in his back
And with the boom ping ping, it ain't no thing to blast
On greedy motherfuckers that trespass
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga
Olly olly outcome free, here come the G
I'm saggin' and enter the dragon like Bruce Lee
I gots to get mo' money, mo' money
Can't get pussy with no money
See I'm kind of greedy 'cause all my heroes
Got zeroes in back of a one
Here's my gun, about to get paid at last
But now I'm gettin' covered in dirt and grass, kick it
The madder I get, the higher the debt
The deeper you get, the thicker the sweat
'Cause I'm a nigga with fat clout
But you in, but you gotta get back out
No easy job, for some suckers is out to rob
Crosshair on your dome and your mind's blown
You wanna go home, ain't that a bitch?
Cube, dig the ditch, yep
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga
I got a full time job of takin' suckers out
Breakin' 'em off, yeah word, I love revokin' clout
Test me, stress me, who could the best be?
The teflon nine go through vests G
But when you're greedy you don't care about life itself
You're chasin' extreme wealth
You can't be trusted 'cause trust ain't in the fuckin' game
Scandalous is your fuckin' name
I'm the motherfucker you're stuck with
Ice Cube, wrong nigga to fuck with
I'm rich, pitchin' a bitch about gettin' mo'
The big fish, swimmin' in big dough
The G backstabber, I got to have a
Lexus Coupe, when I troop
With the ski mask, gotta get the cash
My homeboy ain't home, so fuck it I'll trespass
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga

Top Ice Cube, Anybody Seen The Popo's

Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let 'em know
When I'm rollin' in the low low
You can't fuck with the smoke bowl
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let 'em know
When I'm rollin' in the low low
I serve it to 'em slowmo
Comin' from the west side, motherfuckin' alright
Do this shit all night, leave your ass hog-tied
Nigger, this is raw hide, mixed with the dark side
Never will I walk by, punk, I'm the fall guy
Nigger, you a small fry, looking at the hawk I
Make you buck, I don't give a fuck, I
Make you have to duck my motherfuckin' buckshot
Bloody ass, BB's pulled out your buttocks
These niggers want to know my name
They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim
They said, don't fuck with me
'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now
His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you fuck with her
You must smoke Cocaine, brother
Why would you fuck with his?
Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
When I'm rollin' in my low low
I serve it to you slowmo
I'ma keep it real, man, fuck how they feel, man
If your feelin' ill, man, go, take a pill
I'ma keep this steel, man, straight at your grill, man
You can tell opra, nigger, you can tell Bill
But Mr. Cosby, this ain't a hobby
Nigger, this the ghetto, just like sowheto
Where niggers want to hurt you, there's no rehearsal
There's no commercial when you're turning purple
These niggers want to know my name
They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim
They said, don't fuck with me
'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now
His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you fuck with her
You must smoke Cocaine, brother
Why would you fuck with his?
Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
When I'm rollin' in my low low
I serve it to you slowmo, here they come
That's the sound of the police, police
That's the sound of the police, police
Ain't nuthin' more important to me then payback
I'm holding court in the streets
Ain't nuthin' more important to me then payback
I'm holding court in the streets
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
When I'm rollin' in my low low
I serve it to you slowmo
These niggers want to know my name
They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim
They said, don't fuck with me
'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now
His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you fuck with her
You must smoke Cocaine, brother
Why would you fuck with his?
Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
Keep it gangsta, gangsta

Top Ice Cube, Tomorrow

All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard
The West coast warlord and the future is today
'Cause tomorrow that shit never come
I worry 'bout today and this urban decay
I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn into gridlock
I don't know, is it a government plot?
I don't give a fuck whether you love it or not
That's all we got and if you throw it away
You dumb as OJ, off a for-tay
In your Izod, this the rap God
What'chu gon' put up in your iPod?
Downloader, what'chu gon' do
When your favorite MC got to sue you?
'Cause he got to eat, ain't nothin' taboo
Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu
'Cause you wanna steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you lose it
Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit never come
This is very hard to swallow
Get your ass up, man
Keep your hand up on that throttle
You better ride all day, ride all night
Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
Tomorrow, I'ma handle my business
But today, I'ma drink this liquor
'Cause tomorrow I might be a little quicker
But today I'm just the same old nigga
You know that shit is still a day away
Do yo' thang baby, put your life on layaway
'Cause everybody is Nostradamus
Boy, don't you know that tomorrow ain't promised?
To all the lil' mamas
Don't do a nigga like Isiah Thomas
If you a bitch, please be honest
Actin' like a hoe, you're not an angel
While you're daydreamin 'bout your future
Motherfucker come around the corner and shoot you
Don'tcha get stuck in neutral
Put your shit in drive, while you still alive 'cause
Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit never come
This is very hard to swallow
Get your ass up, man
Keep your hand up on that throttle
I'ma ride all day, ride all night
Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
Tomorrow, that shit never come
I know it sounds strange but today is never done
I'm up in the Range when the clock strikes one
While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons
Up on my feet at the break of the sun
President of the Gangster Nation
We don't go to war, we go to the store
We rob from the rich and give to the poor
Hip-Hop, oh what a bore
Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front door
Fuck that, let's take it back to the streets
Don't let Viacom dictate the heat
The nerve of them, I never heard of them
Askin' me about my urban spins
And if I got about a thousand of them
I'm a great MC accordin' to them, fuck that
Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit never come
This is very hard to swallow
Get your ass up, man
Keep your hand up on that throttle
We're gon' ride all night, ride all night
Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
(All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard)
This is very hard to swallow
(The West coast warlord, the future is today)
Keep your hand up on that throttle
(Get your grind on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne)
(Get your grind on)

Top Ice Cube, The Predator

You can run but you can't hide from the westside
Night stalker, shit talker, run and tell them Mr L.M.
Nigga with the gat and I'm back
Off the everyday prey that I slay
Rolling with the fo' chase ya through South-Central
Monkey-wrench ho's should know that, she'll get the balzac
Cause I'm not staving, but fuck that
Johnny Carson ho' never had me on the Late Night Show
Coming with the shit that'll hitch
Steady mobbing cause the flavours good
There goes the neighbourhood nigga with the third album
How come he don't fall off?
Rolling with the sawed-off gauge
Turn the page of the chapter, caught up in the rapture
But you know Anita, she can get the Pita
Eat 'em up yum, and your flawed
Mutha-fuck Billboard and the editor
Here comes the Predator.
Check your head for the new style
Fuck Lawerence Powell and Presino, Wynd and Koon
Pretty soon we'll fuck them like they fucked us and won't kiss 'em
Riots ain't nothing but dodge for the system
Fighting with the beast, no justice, no peace
If any, even if we fuck up Denny
Niggaz are sick of your white mans tricks with no treat
Thats right, now it's on, on sight
You call me a Muslim, no I'm not a resident, still got my vote in
Farrakhan for president, a white America, I'm tearing ya
A new ass ho', who's the nigga with the new black
Strolling to your suburb house and I douse with gas
Now who's cleaning up trash?
Eat 'em up yum, and your flawed
Mutha-fuck Billboard and the editor
Here comes the Predator.
Get my black rag showing and I'm ??
Kiss my grips like Flo from or Mel's Diner
I'm meaner than a mutha-fucking Hyena, chasing Antelope
Put a chrome to your dome, watch it bust like a Cantelope
I can't stand a rope, so don't try to hang 'em
Talk about dog's, boy I can sling 'em
Ratta-tat-tat on your noggin
Cause Ice will cream your ass like ?? chocolate
I get crazy when I catch a rap
Even be flipping the toungue like the diggity-dung Das-Efx
So who is Ice Cube?
I'm a rapper, actor, macker
Got a little problem with the redneck cracka
Get the polly, whack her, Jerry Heller is a devil shit-packer
Coming with a crazy pitch
And the statue of Liberty ain't nothing but a lazy bitch
Don't wanna give up the crack to the black
But you call it racial, if we go and break the ho'
But eat 'em up yum and your flawed
Mutha-fuck Billboard and the editor

Top Ice Cube, The Peckin' Order

"In the deep and dark bowels of the underworld,
order must be maintained.
Without a strict and unforgiving chain of command,
chaos is inevitable."
Whassup youngsta?
Since you the new booty, and don't know nothin,
I got to show you bout the peckin order
It's the order in how we do things and move things
See, somebody gon' tell you what to do
after I tell that motherfucker what to do
It's the peckin order
It's the peckin order
We got the power to make you niggaz sour
Big fish whale like Ichikowa, steppin out the shower
It's the peckin order, ask ya daugther how we peck
Inspect, high class ass to projects
Push my Lex through the California rain, gutter lane
Infamous schemes on the brain
for my connect gang, put a strain on every link
in our chain, that's right - we all get arraigned
Takin sworn notes to makin c-notes
Knowin all the while that bullshit floats and niggaz don't
So nigga don't - gangsta paradise ain't nuttin nice
Yeah we livin so trife we need Je-sus in our life
It's the peckin order
It's the order how we do things
and move things, only fuck with the true things
Havin heavy intercourse with the world of depression
Messin with the wrong bitches never learn our lesson
Stressin, no guessin, never question
Even when we playin, we testin, confession
Do you still wanna meet where the killers eat?
Held accountable for anythang you repeat
It's the peckin order, ask your daughter how we peck
When we smoke you, it's your best friend you suspect
Now c'mon, come on potnah, c'mon (it's the peckin order)
Fuck that, I don't wanna hear none of that shit man
All that cryin and beggin and shit
To be honest wit you that shit really don't even
affect me in no kind of way potnah
You wastin your muthafuckin time (it's the peckin order)
Let's get this shit goin, let's get it over with
C'mon back here, back here
I can't make no motherfuckin mess right here
Check this out homie, make it easy on yourself
I know you want a motherfuckin open casket
where your peoples can see you and kiss on you
but you gon' piss me off
and I'ma blow noodles out your motherfuckin head
and ain't none of that happenin after that
So, c'mon back here, c'mon, right - c'mon, ay
But you know, one more thing before I do this
It's the peckin order
It's the peckin order

Top Ice Cube, The Game Lord

I love chrome and paint, lookin for some motherfuckin corners to bank
West coast what the fuck you thank?
Everybody here off weed and drank (everybody)
Before you check my rims
When you leave the parking lot, check ya limbs
You better check ya friends
and see if ya baby momma left with them
Blacks and Mexicans - stop all that bullshit in the pen
Understand that is us verse them
They can give a fuck if we sink or swim
They give us guns and drugs
then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
I got to show my ass
to thank these motherfuckers for my past
In South Central, Los Angeles - Grandmama smoke cannabis
Granddaughter wanna dance and shit, her own momma can't stand the bitch
If you fuckin up, pray to the game lord
Wanna bust a nut? Pray to the game lord
Nigga get ya cup, pray to the game lord
You can throw it up, pray to the game lord
I love where I from, hungry ass niggaz better get you some
Smart ass niggaz play dumb
Y'all can't fuck with the city I run
If I snap my fingers, better curl up just like a fetus
I hope you know Jesus
because if you don't, boy you will see us
Where? Up in your house, two double barrels up in your mouth
You got some 'splainin to do
and don't get the line 'cause we aiming at you
(Ewww!) It's a doggy dog world baby, you a nut and I'ma squirrel baby
Can I get ya in my world baby?
Can ya grease my Jheri curl baby?
Did you flip yo' wig
to let Michael Jackson baby sit yo' kids?
That nigga old as hell
They need to throw the motherfuckin momma in jail
Let 'em know
Fuck wit this if you want to, the game lord will punish you
Punish us if we ain't true, to the game like we 'pose to
I'm the game lord, y'all come now
Casanova niggaz, got the sun down
Run down every hoe that wanna go shoppin
Get they kids, take 'em to the mall, buy 'em somethin
Are you a gentleman?
Big bear wit a nigga named Gentle Ben
Ladies, he'll be yo' friend
Wait for the cable guy - even let him in
Not me, I won't flex or bend
just 'cause a hoe promise me some trim
You better get wit the rest of them
'cause can't none of y'all even fuck wit Kim
Some niggaz was born wit hoe in 'em
I was put on this Earth to spit ism
And I shall return like it's written

Top Ice Cube, Stand Tall

Now is the time...
C'mon y'all
Stand tall, live your life to the limit
Cause haterism seem like a f**king epidemic
And look at Ice Cube, I ain't no gimmick
I'm straight from the hood, I got to represent it
Now - every day I think about my color
And all the crazy shit we do to one another
I ain't your blood brother, but I'm your cuz brother
Let's take it back to the love and how it was brother
If not, we gon' pull these triggers
Show the world we deserve to be called niggaz
I make a f**k-up, like Don Imus
bow on his knees, and call me yo' highness
You can too, you got the power to
Don't let this motherf**kin system devour you
I won't pretend, or act like I'm knowin you
But check it out I understand what you goin through
[Chorus: sung from samples]
But remember, brothers and sisters
You can still, stand, tall
Just be thankful...
For what you got
[Ice Cube]
I know what y'all motherf**kers thinking, heh heh
Here comes another rapper with a song about hope
All you wanna hear is a song about dope
And how a nigga got mo' money than the Pope
But he'll never tell you when he drop the soap
No~! Ice Cube is here to drop you a note
Cause some of our folk used to hang from ropes
Ice Cube Stand Tall lyrics found on http://www.lyricsoncall.com/lyrics/ice-cube/stand-tall-lyrics.html
And some of our people used to hang from trees
Now the only thing hangin muh'f**ker is DEEZ
So, get your mind right, and I'ma rhyme right
F**k the limelight, and a blind dyke
I'm the sunlight, too bright to look
When it's all said and done I should write the book
You too cool for school, too old to know?
Get your ass off the grassroots and let 'em grow
I understand, it ain't no love lost
But little kids, it ain't no Santa Claus
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Yeah, f'real
I was born in the mud but I came out clean
That's 'til the government tried to intervene
Tried to lock me up when I was only 19
Don't never ever ever let 'em kill your dream
I make shit raw that piss off the law
If you want some fake shit turn this off
If you want some realness I know you can feel this
Maybe we can heal this just like an illness
Black on black, I got'cho back
People don't think that we know how to act
Just because our neighborhood is filled with crack
And the CIA, won't take it back
Never on top, always on the bottom
Never put your trust in Hillary Rodham
Cause I can tell you now it's gon' turn out rotten
Keep on pushin, get 'em 'til we got 'em
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Stand up, f'real...
Raise your hand if you sick of this bullshit

Top Ice Cube, Spittin' Pollaseeds

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
These niggaz is too salty
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Crack 'em one by one
You niggaz got me fucked up
Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back
Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap
It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R;
To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe
Ice Cube, true emcee
Write everything I say, even back in the day
I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick
You can keep your catchy lines
I'm 'bout to write a rhyme
If you got a backpack tryin' to act black
Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture
You never approached a mic
You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like
Who deserve ?5 Mics?, who deserve 2
But the nigga with 2 still can serve you
This West Coast flow is different than the East
But it ain't no different in the street
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke
Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up
I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch
In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche
When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish
They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish
No comprende, me no speak no Engle
Here, now yo' ass feelin' tingley
Now, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley
Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray
Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me
Put your rap careers up on eBay
Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ
Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ
I got a big brother nicknamed CJ
When you see him in the hood, take it easy
If you a breezy, take him to the heezy
Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke
Oh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper
Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror
Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies
Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe
So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz
Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz
They can't hold our shit
Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit
All you niggaz owe us alimony
All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli
On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses
Off your face under the transmission, nigga
From the Westside fuckin' up the program
With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham
Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's
Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy

Top Ice Cube, Smoke Some Weed

(Smoke some weed)
Ice Cube, motherfucker
West coast, motherfucker
(Smoke some weed)
George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley
Rick James knew how to throw a party
(Smoke some weed)
Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech and Chong
Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong
Ricky Williams, fuck how Miami feelin'
(Smoke some weed)
This is West coast, nigga thinkin'
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin'
I can give a fuck what you niggaz drinkin'
(Smoke some weed)
This is West coast, nigga thinkin'
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin'
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinkin'
(Smoke some weed)
If you a baller, nigga, I'm a Hall of Famer
Lion tamer, with two [Incomprehensible] flamers
Understand, that yo' life's in danger
Didn't your momma tell you not to talk to strangers?
(Smoke some weed)
Lil' nigga, I'm the Hillside Strangler
Have a banger, callin' for the Lone Ranger
Most rappers, they wanna fuck sangers
I'm a nigga, that wanna bone [Incomprehensible]
(Smoke some weed)
G4, pull it up out the hanger
A lil' somethin' to fuel you niggaz anger
The swine, I'm your face re arranger
In a mansion, 'cause Jesus born in a manger
(Smoke some weed)
Motherfucker, belong on Jerry Spranger
I'm a gangsta, up in your CD changer
I'll gank ya for twenty bucks, then I'll thank ya
Police, still get the middle fanger
(Smoke some weed)
This is West coast, nigga thinkin'
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin'
I can give a fuck what you niggaz drinkin'
(Smoke some weed)
This is West coast, nigga thinkin'
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin'
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinkin'
(Smoke some weed)
Lil' niggaz, don't try this at home
Momma in the bathroom, leave her ass alone
'Cause she probably takin' chronic, straight to the dome
Go play, you lil' fucker, stop bein' grown
(Smoke some weed)
Dave Chappelle, fifty million and a throne
With a big Zulu bitch, nigga gettin' blown
Watch your tone, if you wear coppertone
'Go Back To Africa', used to be a theme song
(Smoke some weed)
I'm in the zone, do anybody got a zone?
I ain't your poppa, but Daddy is a Rolling Stone
Youse a clone, who don't know the shit you on
Unless it's on a motherfuckin' ring tone
(Smoke some weed)
I'm in a throne with two bottles of Patron
You need a loan to fuck with the Family Stone
Nigga, go on, tell 'em Ice Cube is home
Gorilla niggaz, here come King Kong
(Smoke some weed)
This is West coast, nigga thinkin'
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin'
I can give a fuck what you niggaz drinkin'
(Smoke some weed)
This is West coast, nigga thinkin'
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin'
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinkin'
(Smoke some weed)
Ice Cube, motherfucker
West coast, motherfucker

Top Ice Cube, Once Upon A Time In The Projects 2

Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
Yellin through the screen do' (HEY, let me in!)
(Big Daddy got a fifth of gin, and down to sin)
Baby up in two-ten, is on a nigga
Bendin over pickin up her mail, she can tell I'm dyin to get her
I'm sittin in yo' livin room, slash kitchen
A nigga ain't tryin to be the fuckin groom so stop bitchin
I like the way that ass is switchin, answer the do'
Some nigga in a eighty-kay, yo' baby daddy
lookin like he mad at me (what) wit'cho name on his neck
Here we go with mo' drama in the projects
Wait a minute, who is this motherfucker?
You better take his ass in the back, and start talkin
Nick that bud 'fore it bloom, and start stalkin
I can hear you guys yellin
a little strugglin
Youse a FOOL if you think that I'm jumpin in
That nigga jet, smokin on a ciggarette
You say domestic shit, get you soakin wet?
Well come widdit and get it, blow my socks
while I'm drinkin all the Kool-Aid, watchin Jamie Foxx
I'm hearin mo' knocks
(Oh, that's just my people
They came all the way to the projects to meet you) Who?
This fool wearin black, his girl, in the see through
Distraction, a little action,
I woke up
Tied up like (What happened? Punk you shoulda stuck to rappin
Niggaz tell me you got a house full of platinum..
Where the platinum at motherfucker?
I hear that shit worth more than gold!)
Wait a minute motherfucker, this my house!
Once upon a time in the projects
Once upon a time, once upon a time
I'm like baffled, they got me gaffled, with the duct tape
So I remain raw, in come this chainsaw
Another knock, it's the girl from two-ten
here to drop salt, that's when them bitches fought
I thought, "I bet-ta plan my escape"
In the midst of this commotion, Ice Cube is breakin tape
I'm free, bombin on the first thing I see
And guess who walk in, with a nine, and a grin
It's the baby daddy he ain't playin,
He started layin everybody down, about face with a frown
I'm runnin to the bedroom, I lock the do'
and grab the phone, the bitch phone ain't turned on
I think I'm gone, that's when I hear a soft knock
It's the girl from two-ten, with her number, and a glock
Said, "Call me up, if it's for sex, or chin check
Nigga get you a real ass bitch from the projects!"
And I just might do that
Once upon a time in the projects

Top Ice Cube, Limos, Demos & Bimbos

(Hey did you hear that?)
Yeah just get the fuckin door!
Limos, demos and bimbos! (Hey slow this motherfucker down man)
Limos, demos and bimbos! (ugh ugh ugh ugh)
Hit the sunroof, and let's contemplate the freaks we can run through
Got the chauffer pullin over
Snatch one inside, she wanna ride with this mission
Close the partition, he like to listen
All fuckin, no kissin, just smokin and drinkin
Super vets in a super stretch Lincoln
Thinkin bout the good ol' days of hip hop
in its purest form before the eye of the storm
I could give a fuck about you hatin, on my way
to the Colliseum with seventeen-five waitin
They scream for the limousine, it's all clean
Tinted, your shit is rented, you know we spend it
While you worry bout the five mics, I'm in the limelight
wit movies comin out, yo' time is runnin out
I just finished doin "Live At The Apollo"
Indication from my driver damn we're bein followed
You're livin so trife you need Jesus in your life
I'm livin so trife I need Jesus in my life
You're livin so trife you need Jesus in your life
I'm livin so trife I need Jesus in my life
Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm only fuckin with the...)
Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm livin so trife, ugh ugh ugh ugh)
Caught him in motion, had me potent, let him know about the showin
and how I'm knowin to keep it cracked open
Cans of ass-beatin, plus on how I crash meetins
and have your whole staff leavin half-breathin
Got shit to hold my own, big bucks
But Khop's soon to run it through em, nigga check nuts
Put to the test then put two to rest
Wiped out with lights out, two to the chest
Hold it now tell a few, legitimate
We loaded, for revenue, let's get this shit
and split this shit for three days, count it three ways
Nigga fuck what he say, havin heat pays
It's all about the thoroughbred, top choice with the voice
that keep ??? moist
Mr. Short Khop expected the truest, dare you niggas step to us
I stay connected til death do us
You're livin so trife you need Jesus in your life
I'm livin so trife I need Jesus in my life
You're livin so trife you need Jesus in your life
I'm livin so trife I need Jesus in my life
Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm only fuckin with the...)
Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm livin so trife I need JESUS, JESUS)
The alley was pitch black, I'm in the back of this black Lac
These fuckers pull up in a Ac
They don't understand the impact
Two thousand dollar three-piece suit, can you spend that?
They call me the Don Mega (Don Mega)
cos I'm down to play a double-header in stormy weather
Superstar, goddamn them niggas got me
Stop the car and blast the paparazzi
You're livin so trife you need Jesus in your life
I'm livin so trife I need Jesus in my life
You're livin so trife you need Jesus in your life
I'm livin so trife I need Jesus in my life
Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm only fuckin with the...)

Top Ice Cube, It's a man's world

Women they're good for nothing no maybe one thing
To serve needs to my ding-a-ling
I'm a man who loves the one-night stand
Cause after I do ya
Huh I never knew ya
Cause to kick it man it gives me the fits
They wanna lay with they nose under your armpits
Ice Cube won't wait so give it up cow
After we do it you can go home now
I'm a brother with a big long...
First of all let me tell you my name it's Yo-Yo
When down on a girl first the fist and that's a no-no
Yo-Yo thinks the kitchen sink should be thrown in
Niggas be scheming and fiending to stick the bone in
No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore
And if that's what you're here for
Exit through the door
There's more
To see of me but you're blind so
Women like me are fading brothers in the 9-0
Ay what up buttercupper Miss Yo-Yo
I know you like to rap and like to flow so
But when it comes to hip-hop this is a man's world
Stay down and play the playground you little girl
What you're saying I don't consider it as rapping
Cause you're on rewind and I'm the new what's-happening
It never fails I'll always get respect
And you lose so take a rain check
Hell no cause you know that I'm first and you're second
If it wasn't for me you probably be pregnant
And barefoot complaining that your back is aching
Shaking and faking while I'm bringing home the bacon
Well you're mistaken
It's not going that far
I make brothers like you play the back yard
You used to flow with the title but I took it
Bring home the bacon but find another hoe to cook it
Damn it look it
Cause you're talking a lot of bull
Well I'm not your puppet so don't even try to pull
This is a man's world thank you very much
But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch
Ah Miss Yo-Yo so what gives
I hear females always talkin about women's lib
Well get your own crib
And stay there
Instead of having more babies for the welfare
Cause if you don't I'll label you a gold digger
The name is Ice Cube you know that I ain't the nigga
For you to look at when your hair get nappy
So take a piece of the pole and be happy
Hell no because to me you're not a thriller
You come in the room with your three-inch killer
Thinking you can do damage to my backbone
Leave your child in the yard until it's full-grown
I'm a put it like this my man
Without us your hand would be your best friend
So give us credit like you know you should
If I don't look good you don't look good
I doubt it baby cause we're still most dominant
But you don't know how funky that I can get
This is a man's world thank you very much
But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch
Man women I put a lot of fear in em
Cause I had it up to here with em
Drink a beer with em
No way cause I can only deal with em about an hour every day
Yeah if you know what I mean baby
Well I guess now that I think about it I think maybe
If you was more of a man instead of faking it
Women deserve the credit when they're making it
Yeah so what's the problem
Well I think we solved it
I know they know the best male from who's doggin it
Yeah I admit you can flow
Well that's true
But you see I'm a pro with the bank too
Yeah I can see you got it good
Oh that I know
But you see you're not better than Yo-Yo
The brand-new intelligent black lady
You're kinda dope but you still can't fade me
So what up then
Girl what you tryin to do
To prove a black woman like me can bring the funk through
This is a man's world thank you very much
But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch

Top Ice Cube, Higher

Yo, I wanna get high
I wanna get high
Walking through campus with my backpack
Bailin' to orientation
So I can change the nation
See many faces but none of 'em mirror me
Show my ID to the punk ass security
Step on the quad lookin' for the track squad
Walked by a bitch who think she's God
Passing me a flyer talkin' 'bout the Messiah
She wanna take me higher
Keep your rhetoric in the heavens
Look and see a bro' with a fro like Michael Evans
Done spent 6 years in the college
Always telling me to question the knowledge
Sittin' in the black hole with the black stroll
And not even one cave bitch in our click
Sayin', "Fuck Professor Fitz
I come from the land of the Bloods and the Crips
(What's up nigga?)
Don't like scholarships because they hurt me"
"Nothin' but a slave to the university
That's why ya see me on the track field run by ya
Caught by a liar who wanna take me higher"
Shit, he wanna take me higher
Wait until they get a load of me, shit shit
I wanna get high so high
Chocolate Thai
I wanna take flight ya Goddamn right
It's a party every fucking night
Been there for about 6 weeks
Walked by the freaks look, black Greeks
How the fuck ya figure
I dig ya me bein' from niggafied nigga
White boy in the room with me
Who never saw Bet
What the fuck, he's about to erupt and turn red
Start hangin' with the muthafuckin' skinheads
'Cause he can't deal with the overkill
College ain't nothin' but nigger ville
And he regret that his school is filled
With niggers, Jews and wetbacks
Plus chinks, now he drinks
Hour after hour screaming white power
Motherfucker want me to call him sire
He wanna take me higher
Shit, he wanna take me higher
Wait until they get a load of me, shit shit
I wanna get high so high
Chocolate Thai
Shit, he wanna take me higher
Shit, wait until they get a load of me
Shit, shit, shit
A girl gets date raped just like that
At a frat, now she chase the cat
Feminist saying women is God's gift
Do you need a lift? Can I take a sniff?
Do I sound sexist 'cause I'm chasin'
After Deja, she from Texas?
Down to kick the asses of the fascists
Who wanna put me in the oven and burn me to ashes
But I'm not burnin', the world keeps turnin'
And nobody learnin' 'cause college is full of shit
Teachin' me to memorize nothin' but the lies
Chillin' at a rally for peace
The beast from white power up in the tower
With the M-1 gun and a scope on dope
Thinkin' he's the great white hope
Motherfucker levels off
He wanna see me 6 feet deep shoveled off
'Cause Columbus University is nothing but a empire
Who wanna take me higher
Shit, he wanna take me higher
Wait until they get a load of me, shit shit
I wanna get high so high
Chocolate Thai
Shit, they wanna take me higher
Wait until they get a load of me
Shit, they wanna take me higher
They wanna take me higher
Uhh damn, they wanna take me higher
Damn, wait until they get a load of me
Damn uhh, they wanna take me they wanna take me

Top Ice Cube, Gangsta Fairytale 2

Hey motherfuckin Cube, what the fuck wrong with you?
You didn't kick the rest of that Gangsta Fairytale shit
Why don't you kick it one good time
Niggaz on the playground wanna know what's happenin
You left em hangin man, what the fuck?
Little Boy Blue is outta Folsome
Now them three little pigs gotta roast him
Drivin down Sesame Street and I bet
That little motherfucker's out fuckin Smurfette
Ain't saw the wolf yet, but it's no doubt
They'll catch his ass slippin at his grandma house
They got the Mac-10 pointed out the coop
Cause they gotta follow they nose like Fruit Loops
Peeped out Little Miss Muffet on her tuffet eatin grits
She saw the Mac-10 and the bitch had the shits
Ran into her house, called up her crew
Cause Red Riding Hood wants to kill Little Boy Blue
And the wolf too, what is Mister Rogers doing?
Moved out his Jordan, bought him a Ewing
Him, Little Boy Blue and the wolf in the cellar
Planning on gettin Cinderella
Cause Cinderella still works for the pigs
Through with the dwarfs, fuckin Bebe's kids
Now Snow White got the horny ass fever
Fuckin the Beauty's Beast like Jungle Fever
Now the word's on the street
When the crews meet
You better make some fuckin room
Cause it's on with the pigs and them other nigs
When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump
Now Little Boy Blue is up front
WIth the nine millimeter, ready for the hunt
Little Red Riding Hood caught his ass slippin
Drew down on the boy cause the bitch is steady trippin
About to get loose with the deuce deuce
That's when the boy said, "What about the gang truce?"
The little hoe had no words
The wolf came around and the bitch got served
Three little pigs bought wigs
Dressed like sheep, Cinderella is Little Bo Peep
Tryin to creep, on the crew
The wolf, the Rogers, the Blue, they through
Cause the pigs did the buck buck bang, ping
Now you hear the fat lady sing
Cinderella, ran like a bitch
To the pay phone cause the bitch is still a snitch
Now the pigs are caught by the pigs and taken
In the pen to get fried like bacon
You still can't trust no hoe
And Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories, should go
Yeah Cube, man that shit was dope nigga
You all that and a bowl of grits
Nigga that shit was on props, nigga!
Yeah that's how you kick that shit for the ninety-deuce, nigga
What's happenin nigga?!
Yeah nigga that's Gangsta Fairytale part 2 nigga

Top Ice Cube, Friday

You know it ain't no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm droppin'
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin'
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let the games begin
Yakity yak, don't jump back or it's on
Callin' up Earl on the car phone
Mack 10 just got out of court rollin'
Through the hood in his super sport ropin' Too Short
Eighteens got the rear view mirrors vibratin'
And deep dish day tons, you know how we do it
Ain't nuttin' to it but the floss
Overcrowdin' Harrison walks
'Cause if ya fuck wit ours, we leave scars
Out of G ride cars, livin' like stars
Might hit tha highway
On the Vegas run fool 'cause it's Friday
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Standin' outside on a Friday livin' on the edge
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads
It's seems like we all are waitin'
For a drive by playin' tag wit Satan
But we chillin' yeah, we ready and willin'
Ya hear about the latest west side killin'
Forty sippin', set trippin', fo' dippin'
Get the grip in, neva slippin'
BG's tryin' to hang out
But OG said, ?Take ya little ass in the house?
My big homey just got out
Used to be down now he's just crack ad
He's bout hard as Darth Vada
In his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors
Just see him in the drive way
Gettin' beat like a smoka fool 'cause it's Friday
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Why must I be like dat and chase da cat
Or settle for a hood rat
Dukie braids no dreadlocks
Flyin' in and out of jail have a chicken and a cock
And I love her 'cause she down
To fuck around wit the underground pussy hound
And her ass is big round and wide
Jacked up makin' nigga down the ride
Smokin' indo, playin' dat Super Nintendo
Hear a rat, ?Tat, tat?, on my window
Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust
Don't trust the rubber 'cause its bound the bust
In the oven, in the nappy
I had on two so I was happy
'Cause dat HIV'll make ya dick hang sideways
And dat ain't cool fool 'cause its Friday
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Throw the west side in da air
Throw the east side in da air
Throw the south side in da air
Throw the north side in da air

Top Ice Cube, Dirty Mack

There's a new girl on my street
And I might introduce her to mack me
Told my homeboy I was scoping hoping
To crack them legs wide open
Ready to break that banging ass
Get it with the shad
Take a bath in her mouth yeah
Better keep the trojan
And if the sex was good still be the whole frame
Fucked around and told my plan to the man
Sitting next to the god damn men
How was I to know son
That the nigg' blow with one and told the 4-1-1
With a big fat grand
Talking 'bout all the whores that I ran up in
Broke a nigga plan like dishes
Cuz now the bitch is getting suspicious
She know I fuck whores outa habit
Who framed Cube, mothafuck Roger Rabbit!
Cuz I couldn't have and got stabbed in the back
By a black ass dirty mack...
And if you didn't know it's like that
I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack
Yeah nigga didn't you know it was like that
I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack...
There goes the bill-board pull it
And see up I'm still #1 with the bullet
what the fuck do I sing?
It looks like the Predator
it's gettin dissed by the editor
Looked up and hell of white for caper
It's to lynch a nigga on paper
But I'm much too black for the god damn cracker
Huh! Dirty Macker
Even the Guardian Angel got mental
But never seen their ass walking past South Central
Little super hair oh don't lemme catcha
I fuck around and wetcha
Try to dirty mack me out
Try to take food out my kids mouth
You're looking at my people are stronger than your evil
All you ask where they got the hip hop
At the dope the 187 taxi on your toe
So act like you know
That nigga that's known to jack
Devils in little red hats
Motherfuckin dirty macks!
Don't come to an O.G., with that 'he said she said'
Bitch, hit the freeway, dirty mack's get tossed
Cuz I fuck around, and jump your ass like Kris Kross
Just might blast, snake in the grass
Gotta shake up the ass
Found at a trunk of funk
Tall and stiff as a philly blunt
What more do you want you unfucked up the plot
And deserve just what you got
Cuz I'm hotter than tabasco
You little ass hole
Mow I gotta do you like grass chow
PKO now you see they flow on cannabis
Cause you scandalous
Don't know who the man is
Ice Cube a jack
The white ass Dirt Mack
And if you didn't know it's like that
I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack
Yo Savage didn't you know it was like that
I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack
I suppose you don't know it's like that

Top Ice Cube, Come And Get It

If you try to get wit me
Pull a four on the fifty
Fuck yo monkey ass up like Bobby did Whitney
Trigger fingers get itchy
When niggaz get bitchy
And they need they story told on Jerry or Ricki
Well you're green and you're iffy
I'm clean and I'm spiffy
If they lock me up today I'll be back in a jiffy
All my niggaz that's wit me
All my bitches are picky
To ride around that's right on time
Bitch you know it's tricky
Take a hit of the sticky
Everybody get tipsy
When we hittin' that whiskey
All my niggaz get pissy
Don't fuck wit no sissy
All we bumpin' is missy
If you know where I am motherfucker come get me
I'm a man out of mickey
All my niggaz love hickies
That don't go away til ya well in your sixties
All I'm wearin' is dickies
Don't try to evict me
When we come to Atlanta we gon' re-open Nickies
I'm a gangsta rap teacher, nigga you better know it
It's the Don Gotti Jr. slash motherfuckin' poet
Sit back and take notes while I spin like hundred spokes
My flow is razor sharp I'm comin' straight for ya throat
With that west coast gang bang
Watch him when his chain hang
East coast down south
Niggaz do the same thang
Throw up ya dubs like Wu-Tang who bang
Harder than that nigga barrelin' thru ya hood wit two chains
Swangin' like he's nuts, 'cuz he don't give a fuck
I know nigga that ain't bangin' in no khaki's or some chucks
It's that westside, connected with that nigga who flow so wreckless
He spent a hundred thousand on his necklace, I bet this
Motherfuckin' coast ain't got shit after me
Ain't have shit before Cube except a Dub C
The mack circle is back with mad purple in fact

Top Ice Cube, Cold Places

To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep your head up, fuck what they said
'Cause you can do it and the man will get you through it
I believe that, homie, I believe that
If I can picture that, I bring a picture back
They say gangsta, gangsta, tell me how you do it
How you get through it and them other niggas blew it
I keep my eye on the prize then pursue it
Chase it like a cheetah, choke it out and subdue it
So self educate, nigga don't hate
'Cause the game I got is [Incomprehensible]
Fuck with Cube, I'm better than Youtube
Fuck with them dudes, them nigga's is new school
The game don't change, just the playa's
The rhymes don't change, just the fuckin' rhyme sayers
They make it up as they go along
But I'm goin' on twenty five years strong
This shit I say might get you through the day
Or change your whole life in a major way
The shit they say might catch you a case
The shit I say feel like your birthday
To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep your head up, fuck what they said
'Cause you can do it and the man will get you through it
I believe that, homie, I believe that
If I can picture that, I bring a picture back
You know what mama said it be days like this
Straight hell on earth for come about the abyss
She said don't let them see you crawl
Don't let them see you fall, all they want
To do is laugh when you tear your draws
It's a cold world, nigga, bring bomber jacket
If there's another hustle out there, I'ma crack it
Fuck the new dance, I'ma learn how to eat
Get my mind right, stay up out these fuckin' streets
They keep callin' me, they keep callin'
All the lil' homies keep fallin'
In 'em sand traps, nigga's can't figure out
In the fast lane, boy put the bridges out
Make my blood boil, get ya life spoil
Get you in the system, get you in the soil
And you funeral sponsored by Unical
Saw your UVN nigga digital
To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep your head up, fuck what they said
'Cause you can do it and the man will get you through it
I believe that, homie I believe that
If I can picture that, I bring a picture back
I know it's fucked up how they do us
Pretend they really care but then they Jerry Lewis
Take that money that was allocated to us
Put us in some fucked up trailers then sue us
Watchin' Katrina is worser than Argentina
See New Orleans gettin' bitch slapped by FEMA
Louisiana got racist ass politics
Free the genesigs, nigga free the genesigs
Your honor, Osama, Obama
Even your mama ain't fuckin' with my karmas
They want us to quit, forget
And not give a shit about these sick ass politics
A lunatic is in the White House
Make me wanna go do a lick right now
But they'll make a nigga bow down
In the penitentiary a billion dollar industry
To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep your head up, fuck what they said
'Cause you can do it and the man will get you through it
I believe that, homie, I believe that
If I can picture that, I bring a picture back
I believe that, homie I believe that

Top Ice Cube, Chrome & Paint

Yay-YAY! Cali-forn-yi-aye
Sunday afternoon baby, pull it out
Whip it out, pull it out, drive it out, drop it out
You know! Let 'em know
I got chrome and paint
Nigga what you thank, I got chrome and paint
Bitch what you drank, I got chrome and paint
Smokin that dank in my chrome and paint
Street lights - dance on paint
Street lights - dance on chrome
Street lights - get a nigga home
You can die in these streets all alone
I am the wrong nigga, too fuckin grown nigga
To go for that nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe nigga
I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome splitter
The deep-sea sniper, you got the wrong niggaz
Retire like Jigga, here comes the Attila the Hun
Killin niggaz for fun, these rappers is done
The bigger they come, the harder they fall
I burn like the sun, continue to ball
He's got nuts and plus the Don touch
and split the fine dutch, Starsky call Hutch
He's laid, with some sluts, up in some guts
Just back, in the cut, he thinks he's King Tut
Cain't fuck, this nigga up, cause just, the nigga luck
That niggaz, really love him and tear the city up
Uhh, even though I'm fuckin with the po'-po'
Them nigga know how I act in the low-low
I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I snitch
Off my ass khakis sag like cellulite tits bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo momma
Play with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin flowers
I put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot rocks
Hittin the switch, makin the fo' hopscotch
Rollin up imperial in dickie material
All in your periphreal, throwin shells at your vehicle
Clipped up, pimped up, big chipped up
Stacy Adams tips spiffed up, golf hat flipped up
I blow yo' ass off the map, fuck with Dub
I'll have yo' ass rollin home with windshield glass on your lap
Fuck rap, I'm wearin a creased tee, eatin ribs
Laughin at you niggaz on MTV Cribs
I got the chrome thang thang to make the dome stank
Hood life forever bitch, chrome and paint, c'mon
Street lights (woop woop)
Even though I'm fuckin with the po'-po'
Them nigga know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', nigga check out my promo
You mo'fo's can't fuck with my mojo

Top Ice Cube, Bop Gun (One Nation)

At these up late times, hardcore funkateers before the bop gun.
We unleash you a positive light. The bop gun can do you no harm.
It frees yo mind, so yo kind can follow. (Yeahhh.)
So wide you can't get around it
So low you can't get under it
So high you can't get over it
IIIIIIII, can't get over it
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
Well all right!
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
Attention all radio station jocks ...
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
haw haw, got to be groovin' jammin' on yo box.
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
The Mothership Connection is upon you again.
Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit
Yeah, workin' up a sweat, is it wet yet?
Ready or not, here we come
Getting down for the one which we believe in
1993, much more ba-e-ya-e-younce
Ice Cube comin' with the half ounce
Not Just Knee Deep, jeep fulla smog
A, To, mic, Dog
Like ya behind, heard it through the grapevine
How much longer will you be mine?
And I'ma tell ya, I don't like drama
So do I have to put my handcuffs on your mama
'Cause Bertha Butt did her fuckin' boogie with her crew
But I'd rather fuck you, boo
And make you say humdrum, tweedee dum
Humdrum don't succumb when I'm done, buckin' shit
One nation under a groove gettin down for the fuck of it
Tear the roof of this motherfucker like we did last night, son
And hit you with the bop gun
Here's my chance to dance my way
Out of my constriction
Gonna be freakin' up and down
Hang up really late
The groove I only got
We shall all be moved
Ready or not, here we come
Gettin down for the one which we believe in
One nation under a groove
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we're on the move
Nothin can stop us now
{Yeah.}
Dance, sucka, dance!
{Yeah, heh heh. And it don't stop. Sheeeit.}
Givin' you more of what you're funkin' for
Aw, feet don't fail me now! Ha ha!
Givin' you more of what you're funkin' for
Do you promise the funk {yep}, the whole funk,
Nothin but the funk?
{Hit you with the bop gun, heh,
Buss a cap with my bop gun,
Gotta hit you with the bop gun,
Buss a cap with the bop gun, hit you with the bop gun,
Buss a cap with the bop gun, heh, 'cause I'm the top gun...}
Ready. {yep} Ready. {yep} Ready. {yep, come on}
Ready or not, here we come
Gettin down on the one which we believe in
If you hear any noise, it's just me and the boys
Playin with our toys
M-1, cuz everybody's gotta have fun
Under the sun, under the sun
So rough, so tough when I get down
The disco fiend with the monster sound
I wants to get fucked up when I'm chillin', whoa
The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill-in
You let her funk me 'cause my funk is the best
Comin from the West
Kickin that shit be occupied, dedicated to the preservation motion of hips
Hittin them dips, cd skips but I'm straight
As I bounce, rock, skate, now I'll toast to that
If it's rough, make the girls say
"Do that stuff! Aw, do that stuff!"
But ya got to be, you got to be a freak of the week
For the top gun, hit you with the bop gun
One nation under a groove
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we're on the move
Nothin can stop us now
{Trick! Yeeah!} Jus hit 'em with the bop gun!
One nation under a groove {heh}
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we're on the move
Nothin can stop us now
{Get up with the bop gun...}
One nation under a groove ('bout time we got down, one time)
Gettin down just for {the fuck of it, yeahh}
One nation and we're on the move
Nothin can stop us now
One nation under a groove (now everybody say)
Gettin down just for the funk of it
One nation and we're on the move
Nothin can stop us now
Here's my chance to dance my way
Out of my constriction
Feet don't fail me now! Ha ha!
{Get 'em with the bop gun...
I'm a' blast with the bop gun ... heh heh ...
On yo ass with the with the bop gun ...
I'm talkin' trash with the bop gun ... yeah
And it don't stop
And it won't stop}
Here's my chance to dance my wayyy,
Out of my constriction
(Yeahhh, feel the shit now!)
{Oh shit}

Top Ice Cube, All Day Every Day

Gangsta Slow That Shit Down
Yea Who Wanna Ride With This?
We Can Ride All Day EveryDay
It's Do Or Die All Day Everyday
It's Suicide All Day Everyday
You'll Be High All Day Everyday
I'm Rolling Down The Avenue
Doing What I Gotta Do
Sick As The Swine Flu
Ain't Nothing Fine as You
Must I Remind You
What Is Behind You
Drop It Down Took The Ground Like You Was Designed Too
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (Slow It Down)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (And all That)
We Can Do It All Day Everyday
Get Into It All Day Everyday
Drinking Fluids All Day Everyday
I Presue It All Day Everyday
You Can Have ItJust Reach Out And Grab It (Reach Out And Grab It)
You Can Have It Just Reach Out And Grab It (Reach Out And Grab it)
Just Be Careful Don't Be A Silly Rabbit (Silly Rabbit)
Recreation Use Will Turn Into A Habit (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
Fuck The FEDS All Day Everyday (Yea Yea)
And Chickenheads All Day Everyday (Yea Yea)
Get Your Bread All Day Everyday (Okay)
Use Your Head All Day Everyday
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
(Drop That Shit)
All Day Everyday (Certified)
All Day Everyday (Qualified)
All Day Everyday (Westcoast Warlord)
All Day Everyday
(Roll That I Blase That
Nigga Fuck Way Back
I Dos That I Does That

Top Clem Snide, Ice Cube

I'm feeling like the ice cube in your glass melting away
I could close my eyes and go to sleep right here in the ashtray
does anybody ever got what they want
what do you mean when you talk about love, love
I could make the bed when we awake with a hammer and a nail
or make a sandwish of us both but the bread is too stale
does anybody ever got what they want
what do you mean when you talk about love, love, love
I'm feeling like the ice cube in your mouth melting away
I don't want to leave, unless of course, you ask me to stay
does anybody ever got what they want
what do you mean when you talk about
what do you mean when you talk about
what do you mean when you talk about love
I'm feeling like the ice cube in your glass melting away
I could close my eyes and go to sleep right here in the ashtray
does anybody ever got what they want
what do you mean when you talk about love, love
I could make the bed when we awake with a hammer and a nail
or make a sandwish of us both but the bread is too stale
does anybody ever got what they want
what do you mean when you talk about love, love, love
I'm feeling like the ice cube in your mouth melting away
I don't want to leave, unless of course, you ask me to stay
does anybody ever got what they want
what do you mean when you talk about
what do you mean when you talk about

Ice Cube - Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It (Official Video)

Ice Cube - Sic Them Youngins On 'Em (Official Video)

Ice Cube, Kevin Hart, and Conan Share A Lyft Car

Ice Cube - Drop Girl ft. Redfoo, 2 Chainz

Ice Cube Says Nice Things Angrily

Pick-Up Lines with Ice Cube

Ice Cube - Raw Footage [ FULL ALBUM - ALBUM COMPLETO ]

Ice Cube - Check Yo Self

Ice Cube Is Annoyed By Kevin Hart

Ice Cube - Death certificate [FULL ALBUM] (1991)

Ice Cube ft.Snoop Dogg & Lil Jon - Go To Church (Dirty) (Official Video) HD

Ice Cube [ Greatest Hits ] --((HQ))-- {2001} FULL ALBUM

Ice Cube - Sasquatch

Ice Cube on the MTV Movie Awards

'Ice Cube' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

Beef II (2004)

Actors

Genres

Murder Was the Case: The Movie (1995)

Actors

Genres

Taglines:

Famous quotes by Ice Cube:

"It will force people to challenge themselves and really examine where we stand in terms of race."

"Snoop is the Phil Jackson of youth football coaches. He ain't going to accept nothing but a winner."

"Turn Off The Radio"

"We wanted to be true to what a barbershop is, so every headline we could grab between the first 'Barbershop' and the second was in there,"

"It was just funny to me that some of our leaders would take that much time and energy to dismiss something that was loved by so many of our people,"

"XXX: State of the Union."

"I like to deal with things I heard about, ... People are always getting their house broken into around the holidays. That's when the crime rate goes up."

"Are We There Yet?"

"When you are cold, surrender"

"We come from the days when rap used to agitate the mainstream. Now it's more buddy-buddy. That doesn't sit well with me. So what we need is [a bit more] street politics, bringing up issues, agitating you a little bit. And nothing can agitate you more now than a terrorist threat."

"I was a very interested arts student, I was always into that part of school and when I got into high school I went into architectural drafting. It gave me an understanding of how to build things and it's really helped me put things in perspective. With my music and my movies, to me it's all art."

"I'm trying to cut down a little on eating, on sodium, keep my blood pressure down, which is tough. Because I love food! I do, but it's unfair how everything that's bad for you tastes so good, and all the good stuff, veggies and green things, doesn't match up."

"Music has done a lot to enhance the emotions of sports. It's played in arenas. Whenever there is footage cut together they're always using music. And it goes together, you know."

"Truth is the ultimate power. When the truth comes around, all the lies have to run and hide."

"You don't wanna mess up what you've done. It's like Jordan coming back: You're scared to mess up the legacy."

"Sports without music, it's nothing but a game. Music adds the emotion."

"I never was in the Nation of Islam... I mean, what I call myself is a natural Muslim, 'cause it's just me and God."

"The best thing I've done with my money is buy a house for my family. You wake up to a house you love and you feel like somebody."

"I wake up at 5:30, 6 in the morning, but don't head into the office right away. I like to hang out with my wife, talk about things, get some coffee, you know."

"Rap is always evolving. It's easy for the old school to hate the new school, but it's a music that got a little stifled I think, by the Internet a little bit."

Ice Cube - Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It (Official Video)

Ice Cube - Sic Them Youngins On 'Em (Official Video)

Ice Cube, Kevin Hart, and Conan Share A Lyft Car

Ice Cube - Drop Girl ft. Redfoo, 2 Chainz

Ice Cube Says Nice Things Angrily

Pick-Up Lines with Ice Cube

Ice Cube - Raw Footage [ FULL ALBUM - ALBUM COMPLETO ]

Ice Cube - Check Yo Self

Ice Cube Is Annoyed By Kevin Hart

Ice Cube - Death certificate [FULL ALBUM] (1991)

Ice Cube ft.Snoop Dogg & Lil Jon - Go To Church (Dirty) (Official Video) HD

Ice Cube [ Greatest Hits ] --((HQ))-- {2001} FULL ALBUM

Ice Cube - Sasquatch

Ice Cube on the MTV Movie Awards

Jonah Hill Reveals the Secret to Making Ice Cube Laugh

Ice Cube - No Vaseline (N.W.A Diss)

Ice Cube - Do Ya Thang [ Official Music Video Clip ]

Ice Cube - Why We Thugs

Ice Cube Reveals Top 3 Greatest MCs, Kicks a Freestyle & Explains Why Movies Generate More Income

Ice Cube - Today Was A Good Day

3-D Happy Ice Cube / Happy Jello Tutorial (Rainbow Loom)

Ice Cube - Laugh Now Cry Later [Full Album]

The Many Faces Of Ice Cube

ICE CUBE WOODSTOCK 99 1999 FULL CONCERT DVD QUALITY 2013

Eminem, Dr.Dre, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube - The Up In Smoke Tour Live 2000

Ice Cube live @ 04-09-2011, M.I.R. Festival, Moscow, Russia

Ice Cube feat Xzibit, W.C. & Lil' Jon - Medley(live)

N.W.A. Dr Dre,Ice Cube ft Snoop Dogg & Eminem Mc Ren Live BET Awards 2000

Ice Cube - Gathering Of The Juggalos 2011 Full Set

Ice Cube & Musiq Soulchild - Why Me & It Was A Good Day Live At BET Hip Hop Awards 2008

ICE CUBE - Straight Outta Compton (live) @ M.I.R. Festival 04-09-2011

Ice Cube - Medley Live at BET 2006 (Check Yourself & Gangsta Nation & Why We Thugs)

Ice Cube - Performs "It Was A Good Day" (Live)

ICE CUBE Live @ Atlanta Coors Search For The Coolest

Ice Cube - Up In Smoke + Crip_Walk

Ice Cube - You Can Do It - Live Version

Korn - Children of the Korn/Wicked Feat Ice Cube (Live At UNO Lakefront Arena 1998)

ICE CUBE INTERVIEW (In His Office Chair VERY RARE)