game, it ain't strange To live tucked away, with no sidewalks, so bitch stay the fuck away And you can go play, with yo' momma or somethin' Far as drama
the solution There they go again pickin' on the little man Fuck wit' the cartel or the white man {[Incomprehensible]} Arrest musicians for the things they say But can't
y'all hear I like a bag of stress (Is that right?) Baby mamma's own Speak on this, uh My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily Hit us up with drama,
kick it sellin' weight with no fiends Now this is somethin' that I don't understand Why the fuck would that nigga Master P Call himself the ?Ice cream man?? Bitch, don't
Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't f-cking wit' Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce You don't wanna see the Crooked
t afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don't work, OG, then you don't eat "You don't work, you can't eat" (Repeat
fight like real g's What you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck with these Ain't never had a strap Now you wanna gangsta rap Come can't to your hood 'Cause
's What you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck with these Ain't never had a strap Now you wanna gangsta rap Come can't to your hood 'Cause you're scared
Dub C, the new leader of the pack Wit' the brand new sack, and yo, I can't hold back Chorus: Ice Cube It ain't a problem that I can't fix, And I can do
shack Or somewhere to fuck at, eh? Don't touch that You fat dyke, I'm tryina hear some Bagpipes from Baghdad Don't act like you don't like em', them accents
hit it, hit it Bullets ain't got no name Gotti ain't playin' games Gotti don't buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim Situations don't matter, put yo
So, wide you can't get around it So, low you can't get under it So, high you can't get over it I, can't get over it Ready or not, here we come Getting
I hear footsteps in the dark Every day since we first met, can't even eat a bit I can't seem to think straight when I think about how you love me Every
clear And stood focused, was born broke So ya ice don't entice me Eatin' Chinese food, my juice wasn't icy I'm still papi and I ain't change for shit
haven Now ain't that amazing? Yo I'm inspired and wired that time will be attractive Not tired I've fired volcanoes still in active The unibomber! Causin' drama
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me I don't wanna here nuttin' Word up, got to pay Yeah, it's like that right Blow his back out, make his shoes work Aye yo
shit that'll attract the flies And then you hear lies followed by some cries It's about to be a catastrophe Half of these rap lyrics ain't thoughts