Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it on A nigga that's livin' in the of the criminal zone One can't keep the law in order 'Cause everybody's goin' crazy for a You're in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin I'm ya I'm ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag Or beat for ya flag 'cause if you is or you a gang banger one in the chamber 'cause you'll get them put on ya son Ice Cube has got the All the ol' school fellows are crooks So I get looks They keep thinkin' did my grow? Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see okay I my 9 anyway For the day one of my homies want to I'm still wit The Lench Mob
(AmeriKKKa's wanted)
in the day I dip my shirt in dirt Sometimes I got away clean, people got hurt But if you me, you know that I'm liable To bust a cap 'cause it's all about of the fittest I'm a menace I did so much dirt I need to be in the Book From the shit I from people I reap all your fat shit, to the criminals sect I crew after crew but they can't catch me yet I'm slick as slippery They can't get wit me, cops ain't 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 that it AmeriKKKa's most
Hey yo, what the poster read: 'Ice is wanted dead' That's all it I put heads to bed and the scene wit all the green Hear shots and When I feet they yo' rings, now they my rings So give it up punk and I just Put jack in progress the American way 'cause I'm the Ice Cube, a clepto' And tried to catch the early but they slept, so Who gets the And if I'm in a trap You know beat the wack With a payoff, cop lay off FBI on my dick, off! I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a I'm a nigga a 'S' on his chest So get the Kryptonite 'cause I'm a rip 'cause I'm scarin' ya, by America
(Hey yo Cube man, on your ass)
Word, but who the has heard? It's to take a trip to the suburbs Let em see a invasion Point for the Caucasian Cock the then 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 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 out, I gotta get the fuck out Pack my and tried to hit the dough when The ol' bitch down the must've turned me in 'Cause the feds was out there ten I got hassled and gaffled in the back I think when I was robbin' my own kind The didn't pay it no mind But when I start robbin' the white Now I'm in the pen wit the I said it and I'll still taught it Every motherfucker with a is most wanted