You can't trust a big and a smile No, the old style In ninety-deuce, shit ain't quite the Bitches brand new game, yo It's kinda to see But the game ain't what it used to be Back in the day, if a ho ya dough She you a piece of ass and there we go
Go and get up and then get socked up You be broke and up But the news hit Bitches all over on some new shit To macks Come to find out that bitches are jacks I remember night all you had to worry about Was gettin' at a red light
And the gettin' ya five, day to days Now shit changed 'Cause you gots to watch the ones in the And it ain't gettin' burnt I it sounds strange, but could you Stop with ya dick for a change 'Cause you'll get a bullet in brain, Mr. Rich And about that bitch, trust 'em
Ice comin' at'cha with a crazy bitch trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy You can't no bitch, bitch, bitch Ice Cube comin' at'cha a crazy bitch trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch Ice Cube comin at'cha a crazy bitch You trust no bitch, bitch, bitch
Here's how the bitches try to catch a dumb nigga in the act You came to the club, to the bar And out a wad of Doves After you got buzzed, she by You saw how big her ass was Got her on the dance And she started dancin' a ho
Jimmy got stiff, she have a ride home So you the bitch a lift She wanna trouble you But her big ass in your BMW Hopped to her house and kissin' And Jimmy wouldn't listen 'Cause you got horny And that ain't cool at four in the
undressing the ho Got to the and the ho said, "No" "Not on the date" "It's gettin' late, could you come back at eight?" You said, "Yeah!", you thought you met a wholesome ho But nigga, she know you in some dough And regret and somethin' 'bout a bitch you just met trust 'em
Eight o'clock on the dot, hot Dick hard as a on a solo creep Can't wait till her little boy go to So you can the G Bust a nut and an excuse to leave You got her worked out you the man But the bitch got different
She said, "Take off clothes, jump in the bed" she powder her nose You get naked, 'cause you ready to wreck it 'Cause you's a punk, next thing you know The flies open with a blast With four niggas in ski a gun at the pimp You're scared as a motherfucker and Jimmy done went
They you down just a taste Take ya to your house and make ya up the safe Drove you far, up in the trunk of your own fuckin' car Take you out and pop the cap, I you the bitch was a trap Don't 'em
Ice Cube comin' at'cha with a crazy Don't trust no, bitch, bitch, Ice Cube comin at'cha a crazy bitch You can't trust no bitch, bitch, Ice Cube at'cha with a crazy bitch trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch Ice Cube at'cha with a crazy bitch You can't no bitch, bitch, bitch