Luyện nghe bài hát Last Wordz

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

Yo, here comes the nigga the ruff, terror
The paranoid, to get the boy
Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a
Yah, I got a gang of

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

'Cause god damn its a new payback
Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a
On tha trigga, the zigga, the zag, the nickel, the bag
The nigga, the sag, the forty five mag, got you runnin' a fag

So, your mutha-fuckin' jokes
'Cuz, I'm that with a fresh pair of locs, no yokes but smokes
and them dirty mackers friends aren't jackers
Get yah for drawers, young niggas out to kill for cars

Ice T in the mutha house
Ice T in the mutha house
Ice T in the mutha house
Ice T in the mutha house
Ice T in the mutha house

Oh, to the mutha fuckin' G I crazy
A lot of niggas hate me but they fade me
Stop me, me, cops wanna glock me
Mutha fuck, mutha fuck, pigs stop me

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

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

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

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

Got any wordz

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

Dan Quayle, don't you know you need to get ass kicked
Where was you when was niggas in the caskets?
Mutha-fucker rednecks all the
Feel a real if he ain't balled and chained

why we burn shit and wreck
'Cuz the police ain't learned shit yet
You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the
Can't make a life, don't take a Black life

It's on, the next nigga fall dead
Dred, Jheri Curl, process, or head
Be prepared for the to bust
What niggas need to do is start up

we stand, divided we fall
They can shoot one nigga but can't take us all
Let's get with the Mexicans
And we can all have on the sets again

that if it took place
Keeping the smile off their fakes
I ain't but let's trade places
the hate 'n face it

One nigga teach two niggas, three teach four
And them niggas teach more
And when we blast that'll be the blast you've heard
And them is my wordz