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Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it on
A nigga livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't the law in order
'Cause goin' crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one in the area
The way I'm I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to hell and bail and brag and sag
Or beat down for ya
'cause if you is or you ain't a banger
Keep one in the
'cause you'll get things put on ya son
Ice has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are
So I get looks
keep thinkin' did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see okay
I keep my 9
For the day one of my want to squab
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

in the day I dip my shirt in dirt
Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes got hurt
But if you me, you know that I'm liable
To bust a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the
I'm a crook
I did so much dirt I to be in the Guinness Book
From the shit I took people
I reap all your fat shit,
Back to the sect
I leave after crew but they can't catch me yet
I'm slick as slippery
They get wit me, cops ain't shit to me
I can't dig a pig so I drop the
And sweat em like sweat
And get mad, mad 'cause I'm the nigga flaunt it
most wanted

Hey yo, here's what the poster
Cube is wanted dead'
That's all it
I put heads to bed and fled the wit all the green
shots and si-reens
When I feet first yo' rings, now they my rings
So give it up and then I just
Put another in progress
the American way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a motherfuckin'
And tried to catch the bird but they slept, so
Who gets the
And if I'm caught in a
You know beat the wack
a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, off!
I'm not a or a renegade on a quest
I'm a with a 'S' on his chest
So get the Kryptonite I'm a rip tonight
'cause I'm scarin' ya, wanted by

(Hey yo Cube man, they on ass)

Word, but who the has heard?
It's time to take a trip to the
Let em see a invasion
blank for the Caucasian
Cock the hammer crackle, smile
Take me to house, pal
Got to the house, my got fat, see
Crack the safe, got the and the jewelry
Three later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I didn't I lucked out
Struck out, I get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough
The ol' bitch down the street must've me in
the feds was out there ten deep
I got hassled and gaffled in the back
I think back when I was robbin' my own
The police didn't pay it no
But when I start the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and I'll taught it
Every motherfucker with a color is wanted