Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cube

Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War")
Ding Muthafucka
It's two
I got my nuts and my denim,
You we gonan bow down to some punk ass niggaz
We the evil side, boy

Chorus: B-Real
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]

In about four seconds some side niggaz
Is gonna put the in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you stay tuned

[B-Real's
It two of you faggets to get with one of me
Now I'm running up in you
"No Vaseline"
You be the big fish
Bring drama
Fuck your
I'll the pack of piranhas
You to pull a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in video
You get
You can take your four W fingers and stick it in 10's ass and lick it
Ice is a thing of the past
If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in ass
the King of punks
King of
King of
Now get of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
Start to

You try to NWA without Dre and Ren
Dub's
But you're fuckin' up Mack 10
Silly philly
I'm back
Can you really see my gun turrets?
Open and at your fat little frame
How can I
twist your cap and take your name
it
My name should be 11
I'm a higher MC
no question
Anytime you run up
You get dealt
You get
"Check Yo' self" (bitch it)
Ice Cube, you tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka)
Muggs made the songs on your third album (biatch!)
(spoken):
You and 10
Can't deal this
Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin'
Fuck
So wanna do?
Bring it on,
This is Shag from the Neighborhood
verse:
Mack 10 is a
Suckin' Ice dick
But what you faggets about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
Let's it to the streets
And like real g's
you niggaz wanna do?
You fuck with these
Ain't had a strap
Now you gangsta rap
Come to your hood
you're scared to get jacked
peace, this is war
Everybody on the
I see your fat ass
I'm one to your jaw
you
Fuck mama
Fuck your clique
Better yet, fuck every nigga that down wit'

Can't stand made niggaz
Ice Cube, an actor
Not a killa
neighborhood you from?
What you ever done?
When the goes down
You the one to run
Everytime you
Got a mouth full of
Only you done
Is going to church wit'cha
verse:
You got the
Swingi' of fmy
Killa
Break niga, huh!
Give a
You a killa
You a

Bitch niggaz
I trust ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes you can't figure out where you're from
Are you from South Central, the or Compton?
Mack 10, the thing you hoggin' on
Is Ice Cube's
Now he's all in your
You wannabe him
But you got no
If he's the
You must be the of the Hill
But I shank the Cube's fat
'Cause "A Iz A Bitch"
And a don't get no respect
No
Westside means
Ice Cube's his dick in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your are down wit' my clique
Why you always gotta be bitin' my
And you don't know one on my dick
But yours is best get a blood for your kid
Only bangin' you done was toy figures
Your wouldn't let you hang
With g niggaz
your clique on
You scrap
So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!)
10
I gibe you a
I
You'll realize that you're getting'
And run to me
You pretty trick
You look real (Mmmm!)
I make you one of my hoes like
was for Eazy
Doughboy, you're around wit' the real Cuban
I'm no fictional Scarface movie land
Actor, gangsta
You win an award
For most wax banger
Fuck what you through
you're going through
East family, nigga
What you do?

Eastside!
That's nigga!
muthafuckin' side
we die, nigga!
Fuck all you ass niggaz!
187
10 187
Any other unk ass
Who take this beat
187
We hit niggaz up like
We bicoastal,
Cypress Hill
Niggaz recognize
We to chastise
Nigga, hoo
That's how we hoo nigga
No love for none of ya'll punk ass
East coast nigga, coast
We give a fuck
Talk shit get shot,
how we feel, nigga
get killed,
Caps get peeled fuckin' Cypress Hill
Yeah, I you knew nigga
I muthafucka
How does that sound
Hill Family
They're gonna fuck all ya'll
(Chris Tucker sample: "You got the fuck out man)
(Cypress sample: here is something you can't understand
How I just kill a man...)