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Ice Cube with The Mob I got it goin' 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 one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and and sag
Or down for ya flag
'cause if you is or you ain't a gang
one in the chamber
'cause you'll get them put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the
All the ol' school house fellows are
So I get looks
They keep did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies want to
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

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

Hey yo, what the poster read:
'Ice Cube is dead'
all it said
I put heads to bed and the scene wit all the green
shots and si-reens
When I feet first yo' rings, now they my rings
So give it up punk and I just
Put another jack in
the American way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a clepto'
And to catch the early bird but they slept, so
Who gets the
And if I'm caught in a
You know beat the wack
With a payoff, cop lay off
FBI on my dick, off!
I'm not a rebel or a on a quest
I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his
So get the Kryptonite I'm a rip tonight
I'm scarin' ya, wanted by America

(Hey yo Cube man, they on ass)

Word, but who the fuck has
It's time to a trip to the suburbs
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
the safe, got the money and the jewelry
Three later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass wit me
in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I didn't know I out
Struck out, I get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the when
The ol' bitch the street must've turned me in
the feds was out there ten deep
I got hassled and gaffled in the back
I think back I was robbin' my own kind
The police didn't pay it no
But I start robbin' the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and I'll still it
Every motherfucker with a is most wanted