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Ice Cube with The Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the of the criminal zone
One time keep the law in order
'Cause goin' crazy for a quarter
You're in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm ya
I'm darin ya to raise and bail and brag and sag
Or beat for ya flag
'cause if you is or you ain't a banger
one in the chamber
'cause you'll get them put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the
All the ol' house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous
They keep thinkin' did my hair
Will the boys 'n' the have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, static son, you'll see it's okay
I keep my 9
For the day one of my homies to squab
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

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

Hey yo, here's what the read:
'Ice Cube is wanted
all it said
I put to bed and fled the scene wit all the green
shots and si-reens
When I feet first they yo' rings, now they my
So give it up punk and then I
Put another in progress
the American way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a motherfuckin'
And to catch the early bird but they slept, so
Who gets the
And if I'm caught in a
You know I'ma beat the
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 with a 'S' on his
So get the 'cause I'm a rip tonight
I'm scarin' ya, wanted by America

(Hey yo man, they on your ass)

Word, but who the has heard?
time to take a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a invasion
Point blank for the
Cock the then 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
Sittin' in a dig, yo it be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I know I lucked out
Struck out, I get the fuck out
Pack my and tried to hit the dough when
The ol' down 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 when I start robbin' the folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it and I'll still taught it
Every with a color is most wanted