Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cube

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

B-Real [Shag]
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]

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

verse]
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 mama
I'll the pack of piranhas
You tried to a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your
You get
You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack ass and lick it
Ice Cube is a of the past
If I got no nuts it's because they're stuck in your ass
You're the King of
King of
King of
Now get down of your fuckin' (Shag: Bow Down)
to sucking

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

Can't stand made niggaz
Ice Cube, youse an
Not a killa
neighborhood you from?
What don't you ever
When the shit down
You the one to run
you talk
Got a mouth full of
missing you done
Is going to church wit'cha
verse:
You got the
Swingi' of fmy
Cube
Break niga, huh!
a lick-a
You ain't a
You a

Bitch niggaz
I never trust ya "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes like you figure out where you're from
Are you South Central, the Westside or Compton?
10, the only thing you hoggin' on
Is Ice nuts
Now all in your guts
You like him
But you got no
If he's the
You must be the queen of the
But I shank the fat neck
'Cause "A Iz A Bitch"
And a bitch don't get no
No
Westside means
Ice Cube's stickin' his dick in Mack mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your homies are down wit' my
Why you gotta be bitin' my shit
And you know one bitch on my dick
But yours is best get a blood test for kid
Only bangin' you was with toy figures
Your mama let you hang
real g niggaz
Bring your on
You scrap
So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!)
10
I you a year
I
You'll realize you're getting' fucked
And run to me
You pretty little
You look real (Mmmm!)
I make you one of my hoes like
Cube was for
Doughboy, you're fuckin' around wit' the Cuban
I'm no fictional movie land bullshit
Actor, studio
You should win an
For most wax banger
Fuck what you been
What going through
Side 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 this beat
187
We hit niggaz up like
We bicoastal,
Cypress family
better recognize
We here to
Nigga, hoo
That's how we hoo nigga
No love for none of ya'll punk ass
coast nigga, West coast
We don't a fuck
shit get shot, nigga
That's how we feel,
get killed,
Caps get peeled fuckin' with Hill
Yeah, I thought you knew
I muthafucka
How does sound nigga
Cypress Family
They're gonna all ya'll biggaz
(Chris sample: "You got knocked the fuck out man)
(Cypress Hill sample: is something you can't understand
How I just kill a man...)