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Ice in the mutha-fuckin' house
The you love to hate
Ice in the mutha-fuckin' house
The nigga you to hate
Ice Cube's in the house

Yo, here comes the with the ruff, terror
The paranoid, to get the boy
Get your steel 'cuz I like a headbanger
Yah, I got a of shits

Styles guns my wieghts a mutha-fuckin' ton
Bucking down one, bucking two
down your crew, mutha fuck you
Pigs were blue, I where black, but black

'Cause god its a brand new payback
Fuck Pat Sajak, never did for a nigga
On tha trigga, the zigga, the zag, the nickel, the bag
The nigga, the sag, the forty mag, got you runnin' like a fag

So, your mutha-fuckin' jokes
'Cuz, I'm nigga with a fresh pair of locs, no yokes but smokes
Crakers and them dirty mackers friends jackers
Get yah for your drawers, young out to kill for cars

Ice T in the mutha house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin'
Ice T in the fuckin' house
Ice T in the mutha house
Ice T in the fuckin' house

Oh, to the mutha fuckin' G I break
A lot of niggas hate me but can't fade me
Stop me, me, cops wanna glock me
Mutha fuck, mutha fuck, can't stop me

Uhh, am I a G, I got
Banged in my youth, niggas on the roof
a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope
Tupac string a up, hit the mob dope

So what's up
You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and get
Your mom's crying her, bust her
Bitch start screaming to me and dust her

got the LP phat, track on hit
Laid by the mutha Bobcat
Ninety suckas want me to go out
the hoe out, bitch mutha fucker I'm rich

Tupac's in the mutha fuckin'
in the mutha fuckin' house
Tupac's in the fuckin' house
Tupac's in the mutha house

Got any last

Now they're after me, why? 'Cuz a black
Sit back, ain't afraid to pull a back
Let 'em come step to a real
Mama ain't no suckers

Dan Quayle, don't you know you to get your ass kicked
Where was you there was niggas in the caskets?
Mutha-fucker all the same
Feel a nigga if he ain't balled and chained

That's why we burn shit and
'Cuz the punk police learned shit yet
You gonna pay the price
make a Black life, don't take a Black life

It's on, the real nigga fall dead
Dred, Curl, process, or bald head
Be prepared for the to bust
niggas need to do is start loc'in up

United we stand, we fall
They can shoot one nigga but they take us all
Let's get along with the
And we can all have on the sets again

Imagine that if it place
Keeping the smile off their fakes
I ain't racist but let's places
Trace the 'n face it

One nigga teach two niggas, teach four niggas
And them niggas teach niggas
And we blast that'll be the biggest blast you've heard
And them is my last