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
[Woman:] Nearly 2 Decades Ago. [Ice Cube:] Ice Cube [Man:] Well I think that Ice Cube I think uh uh... [Man #2:] West coast to the false. [Man #1:] B
nigga Do time for a nigga, put your mind on your mirror All you niggaz that's materialistic Don't fuck wit'cha boy or become a statistic Ice Cube is
Representin' South Centeral Representin' West Coast Ice Cube Definition Of A West Coast G
Bucker, I'll beat yo' bad ass Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings Nothin' but my children one shot they disappearin' Ain't no kings
the hallway on Broadway (Holla @ your boy) Sick of that blow up Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on home (Holla @ your boy) Ice Cube, back then they used to fuck me Now
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
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 be lyrical, political But now
(Smoke some weed) Ice Cube, motherfucker West coast, motherfucker (Smoke some weed) George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton Chris Farley, Chris Rock
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
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
'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
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 (Word up, bitch) Ice Cube
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
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
niggaz get tribal It's all about survival, nobody liable I got caught by a five-o Grandmama came to court with her bible But when the judge hit the gavel Now
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
Yeah Steal the show baby I'ma have to ride, the ride, the ride Till I find a girl to slip inside Ice Cube ain't never been shot Ain't never got, got
