Ice Cube (tekstovi pesama+biografija - lyrics and biography in Serbian)

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"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 **** can I stay out the pen

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

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 **** 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 **** yo seventh-inning stretch, so
Take me out to the ballgame,
and see my neighborhood name
In your Ghetto Hall of Fame

[Chorus x 3]

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 **** 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

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

And straight call me a G

[Chorus]
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

[Bridge]
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

[Verse 2]
When the evil outweighs the good
And you only give a **** about rucks
The Earth will self-destruct (Bitch)
**** 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 ******* 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

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Hello"
(feat. Dr. Dre, MC Ren)

[Ice Cube]
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..}

[Dr. Dre]
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}

[MC Ren]
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}

[Ice Cube]
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

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

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..}

[Dr. Dre]
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get?

[MC Ren]
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?
**** that ice on your wrist, **** 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..}

[Ice Cube]
I started this gangsta shit
And this the muh'fuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}

[Dr. Dre]
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 ****
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
**** the fame, I'm still stayin the same, lil' bitch! {Hello..}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}

[MC Ren]
I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello..}

[Ice Cube]
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
Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes..

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It"
(feat. Chris Rock)

[Chris Rock]
You ain't gotta lie ta kick it

[Ice Cube (verse one)]
I know ya like to see me doin' bad
But i'm doin' good, **** 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

[Chris Rock]
Yo Cube, im goan have all da biches here

--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--

Yo man **** dem bitches, dey ain't call me back
But i just paged my auntie

--You ain't got to lie ta kick it--

[Ice Cube]
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--

[Ice Cube (verse two)]
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 **** 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

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"The Gutter Shit"
(feat. Gangsta, Jayo Felony, Squeek Rule)

[Ice Cube]
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

[chorus]
Niggas want that gutter shit
**** that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit [repeat]

[verse one]
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 (?)

[Jayo (verse two)]
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

[Ice Cube]
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)

[verse three]
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
**** 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!)

[Gangsta (verse four)]
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 **** cock together, nigga (brrrph!)

[Ice Cube (chorus)]
Niggas want that gutter shit
**** that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit [repeat]

[Squeek Rule]

[Squeek Rule (verse five)]
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)

[Ice Cube]
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)

[chorus]
Niggas want that gutter shit
**** that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit [repeat]

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"24 MC Hours"

[Ice Cube]
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)

[verse one]
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

[chorus]
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?

[verse two]
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, **** 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

[chorus]
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)

[verse three]
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

[chorus]
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)

[outro]
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
my niggas work it out, help us work it out

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Until We Rich"
(feat. Krayzie Bone)

[Krayzie Bone]
Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle it don't stop, until we drop

[Ice Cube]
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)
[Krazyie] Hey young thugs (we gotta keep goin)
Get your mind right, and get your grind right
[Krazyie] Hey young thugs..
Get your mind right, and get your grind right

[Ice Cube]
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 {****} 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..)

[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]

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
[Cube]
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

[Ice Cube]
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)

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
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

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
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

[Krayzie Bone]
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..
Yeah young thug, the world is yours..

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Gotta Be Insanity"

[Ice Cube]
Uhh, gotta get it...uhhh....hmmm....get it, get it

--baby--

[verse one]
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 **** and we fought, we laugh and we cry
Told the truth and we lie

[chorus]
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

[verse two]
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 **** 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?

[chorus]
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

[verse three]
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 **** 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

[chorus]
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--
[repeat last 3 lines, 4 times]

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Roll All Day"

[Ice Cube]
I got a full tank of unleaded [repeat x4]

Now we could roll all day, if i could ride all night
---I got a full tank of unleaded--- [repeat]

[verse one]
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--- [repeat]

[verse two]
Niggas that i know don't kiss no hoes
Niggas that i know don't buy no clothes
Niggas that i know don't **** 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--- [repeat]

[verse three]
Should of picked up an old girl that i know
That's what i get for ******* with you young hoes
About to get an attitude, what's hapenin'?
Baby how you actin'?
Let's get it crackin' (c'mon)
No?
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 ****
(damn....)

I had to stroll all day, I had to walk all night
---i had a full tank of unleaded--- [repeat]

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Can You Bounce"

--Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--

[Ice Cube]
Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
**** 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

[verse one]
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 **** 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)
**** 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-- [repeat]

[verse two]
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)
**** 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-- [repeat]

[Jay-Z sample]
---"Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me...can ya"---[repeat]

[verse three]
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)
**** 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)
**** 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-- [repeat]

yeah, Ice Cube (bounce it, bounce it...)

[Jay-Z sample]
---"Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me...can ya"---[repeat]

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Record Company Pimpin'"

[Ice Cube]
Please listen to my demo [x8]

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

[verse one]
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 **** 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)

[verse two]
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 **** 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 **** 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 [x4]

[outro]
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
Simple as that

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Super OG (Intro)"

Everything's corrupt
Everything's fucked up
Everything's 'bout a buck, we shit outta luck, yeah
Blood used to be thicker than water
Now it depends on what kinda water you talkin' about
Niggas'll kill they momma over that almighty dollar
Yeah, you know me, Super O-G
Always down to take a knee

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Arrest The President"

Yeah
When I drop the mic it hit the floor like Thor (That's right)
You can't pick it up no more (Don't even try)
Y'all know what it is, y'all know what it was (Yeah)
Y'all know what it shall be

Get smart 'fore the shit start
'Fore it get dark, 'fore they hit you with a pitchfork
Better crip walk (Crip walk), this is real talk
Smoke Kush and push then we peel off (Eugh)
Niggas still rollin' with the wheels off (Eugh)
Always lookin' out for the crisscross
I'm a bigger boss than Rick Ross
Always winnin', nigga get lost
It's the warlord, bring the voodoo
When I bail through it's crazy like Bellevue
What they tell you? (Leave that boy alone) Leave that boy alone
Like Home Alone (Yeah), **** the Skull & Bones
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
That nigga is Russian intelligence (Okay)
When it rains it pours
Did you know the new white was orange?
Boy, you're showing your horns
They're tryin' to replace my halo with thorns
You so basic with your vape stick
Let's go apeshit in the matrix

Arrest the president, arrest the president
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president, arrest the president (Crazy)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence

I took back my eyes, in all black tonight
That's right, some niggas gotta sacrifice
Not a criminal (No), I'm a seminal (Yeah)
I was free once, now I'm clinical (Crazy)
You so technical, this was Mexico
Then everywhere I go is owned by Texaco (**** them)
**** them and the rest of you (Hell yeah)
I turn a fruit into a vegetable (Pop you motherfuckers out)
I'ma roll with the aliens
Man, **** these homo sapiens
They don't really wanna make friends (Hell no)
All they want is a Mercedes Benz (Hell yeah)
All they want is their dividends
And decimals, **** these citizens
They'll treat us like hooligans
Throw 'em in, they don't care what school he in
These people don't play fair
It ain't even fair at the state fair
Give a young nigga grey hair
That's why I'm here, make your ass lay there
Punk, you better stay there
Close your ******* eyes like it's day care
Make myself clear, it ain't Shakespeare
I'm here to take money even fake hair
So desperate is what I'm left with
For the record you're affected
Who you elected is so septic
So full of shit, I can't accept it

Arrest the president (Woo), arrest the president (Woo)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence

I reside on the Westside (Westside)
I murder with my third eye (Third eye)
Niggas so fly, get a bird's eye (Ahh, ahh)
I make 'em scream bloody murder
Let's meet at the White House (Come on)
Run in and turn the lights out
Man, they treat it like a trap house (Yeah)
These motherfuckers never take the trash out (Damn)
They just cash out and mash up
Nigga take your drugs and pass out (Shut the **** up)
Niggas love to go that fast route (Yeah)
I see you and your black ass, get out
Homie, you play too much (Yeah)
White devils, they doin' way too much (Much)
Most of 'em won't sleep too much
Why they're steady planin'? God knows what (God knows what)
That's why I roll with the real ones
Real ones tryin' to reach millions
Real ones tryin' to make billions
Real ones dressed like civilians

Arrest the president, arrest the president
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Woo)
Arrest the president (Woo), arrest the president (Woo)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence

 

[Vuk Samotnjak]

"Chase Down The Bully"

What the **** is this shit?
Baby, you see this shit?
It's like some- it's like some walkin' dead motherfuckers
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
Hand me that thang right there
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)

Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)

We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley

If you stay ready, you ain't got to get ready
Blast like confetti, nigga, cut like a machete
You just spent your fetti on a mother fuckin' Chevy
I'm buyin' somethin' heavy, turn the ass into spaghetti
From another planet, no, it's not the Serengeti
More than an African, I am planetary
Bitches think this commentary is military
I kill you and I bury you with the steel that I carry
Now, if he a fascist, I'ma bash his head in
Cock it back, boy, and put the lead in
All you evil forces wit'cha tiki torches
Shove 'em up your ass, freaky intercourses
They try to lie, say I'm hearin' voices
Apocalypse Now, rollin' with the horses
Hit the alt-right with a fog light
See that red sheet? Used to be all white

Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)

We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley

**** a Trump supporter talkin' 'bout law and order
But all you wanna do is go **** up reporters
Build a damn wall then **** up the borders
Hate to see a motherfuckin' nigga with a quarter
Hate to see a nigga wit'cha ugly ass daughter
They feed you bread and water, get you ready for the slaughter
That's why your homeboy just went out and bought a
AR-15, I can make the bitch sing
Ain't no nigga shit, it's some bigger shit
Who can give a shit about white privilege?
Throw your hands up
Pull your pants up
You can't fight in that tight shit, man up
Nigga, stand up
Have you forgotten? Have you pickin' cotton, better get the socket
And if you think Ice Cube give a shit about they statues cover them in pigeon shit

We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley

On my way home, talkin' on my iPhone
Mother fuckers tried to kill me with a fuckin' drone
They think I'm Al Capone with a natural comb
You just a clone of the original chromosome
Me? I'm just a student of the Terrordome
You? You just recruitin' for the skull and bones
Me? I do karate on Illuminati
You can view the body
I'm at a pool party

Hah, yeah
I know you internet hoes been suckin' on a lot of shit
But don't worry 'bout me, cuz ain't part of they club

We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley

Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)

Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)