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Ice Cube with The Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the city of the zone
One time can't keep the law in
'Cause everybody's goin' for a quarter
You're in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to raise and bail and brag and sag
Or beat down for ya
'cause if you is or you a gang banger
Keep one in the
'cause you'll get them put on ya son
Ice has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are
So I get jealous
They keep thinkin' did my hair
the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, see it's okay
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies want to
I'm rollin wit The Lench Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

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

Hey yo, here's the poster read:
'Ice is wanted dead'
all it said
I put to bed and fled the scene wit all the green
Hear 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
It's the way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a motherfuckin'
And tried to catch the bird but they slept, so
Who the worm?
And if I'm in a trap
You I'ma beat the wack
a payoff, cop gotta 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 'cause I'm a rip tonight
'cause I'm ya, wanted by America

(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 nigga
blank for the Caucasian
Cock the then crackle, smile
me to your 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
Sittin' in a dig, yo it be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I didn't I lucked out
out, I gotta get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the when
The ol' bitch down the must've turned me in
'Cause the feds was out ten deep
I got hassled and in the back seat
I back when I was robbin' my own kind
The police pay it no mind
But when I start robbin' the folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and still taught it
Every with a color is most wanted