in the jag and dip Nag a bitch and flag a ship Over there like a bag of chips Whodini and genie out of a bikini that's a magic trick Abra Kadabra, I
I smoke weed in a cloud make my face in the sky I get blasted off the liquor, sell drugs, carry a 5th F**k with my dogs, till they put me in a morgue
ridein the , yah yah its like that no one one cares cmon here we go... (clue)why do i give a danm when the streets rollin back now why do you give a
resting alone Wishing you home, pictures of you flipping the chrome What kind of chic will leave her man when he out the zone Me without you is like a stickman without a
beat the rap With a payoff, cop gotta lay off, FBI on my dick, stay off I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his chest
ain't nuthin but a part of the game They got us real fucked up Ain't nuthin but a part of the game, deal wit it [Napoleon] Life -- is a hustle, I got
your evil one You go to places, mostly to your rubber room You've got two faces; I've barely seen the kind one You go to places; the second one is your
is dry!" E: "Dogs gotta walk and birds gotta fly!" B: "It's a great kind of game to play with a friend!" E: "And now old buddy we've come to the end
tha hood, I hope he got an A-K He crossed tha line, nigga dropped a dime Then he ran to those white folks, sayin' I tried I Stunna one of a kind you
about yo bushes an unload on yo ass leave you layin on the street with a hole in yo ass buss a few a come back an run over yo ass if you think a nigga
close to me Said is she victoria secret Hells of the air with the smells of a prayer Bled right here with a stale bud Doggystyled in a chair Turned him
the rows of road Now let my story be told, a yong buck droppin' on in a school house But not to learn off in the tenth grade Tryin't o come up at last like a
to you Undo everything they've done to you Above 96th street They're handin' out smallpox blankets so people don't freeze. The old dogs have got a new
the people in the street. In a sane society wealth and possession would not be an asset. * A few years ago a politician was on the radio Saying that
sick dogs Running wild, crazy Sick in the head get out of hand daily Sick dogs got one screw missing Are you a pelon psyclone on a mission? Sick dogs
tradition, is a kind of rape. This idea that men are suppose to win you, that you are suppose to be aloof, is a small but significant dramatization
real on these streets So here you have it, the Brainiac [female voice] Ice Cube With the Maniac [female voice] Mack 10 [Mack & Cube: Yay-y-yay! X2] [Verse One
Verse one I blow'em over wit the club scene Try don, for my nine thousand thugs In the clubs, that love green, one step Behind hussin, dogs the don, me