Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cube

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

Chorus: [Shag]
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]

In about seconds some east side niggaz
Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and 10
I suggest you tuned muthafuckas

[B-Real's
It takes two of you faggets to get 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 tried to a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the rockers up in your video
You get
You can take your four W fingers and stick it in 10's ass and lick it
Ice Cube is a of the past
If I got no nuts because they're still stuck in your ass
You're the of punks
King of
of thieves
Now get of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
to sucking

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

Can't stand made niggaz
Ice Cube, youse an
Not a muthafuckin'
neighborhood you from?
What don't you done?
the shit goes down
You the one to run
Everytime you
Got a full of drama
Only missing you
Is to church wit'cha mama
verse:
You got the
Swingi' of fmy
Cube
Break niga, huh!
Give a
You a killa
You a

Bitch niggaz
I never ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes like you can't out where you're from
Are you from South Central, the or Compton?
10, the only thing you hoggin' on
Is Ice nuts
Now he's all in your
You wannabe him
But you got no
If the king
You be the queen of the Hill
But I shank the Cube's fat
"A Bitch Iz A Bitch"
And a bitch don't get no
No
Connections means
Ice Cube's stickin' his dick in Mack 10's (Aahhh!)
All of your are down wit' my clique
Why you always gotta be my shit
And you don't know one on my dick
But is best get a blood test for your kid
Only bangin' you done was toy figures
Your mama wouldn't let you
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 getting' fucked
And run to me
You pretty little
You look real (Mmmm!)
I should make you one of my hoes
was for Eazy
Doughboy, you're around wit' the real Cuban
I'm no fictional Scarface movie land
Actor, studio
You win an award
For outstanding wax banger
Fuck what you through
What you're going
East family, nigga
What you do?

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