nut? Pray to the game lord Nigga get ya cup, pray to the game lord You can throw it up, pray to the game lord [Ice Cube] I love where I from, hungry
, pray to the game lord You can throw it up, pray to the game lord Pray to the game lord Pray to the game lord
Übersetzung: Ice Cube. The Game Lord.
'm naughty, far from corny Got game for the shorties, tackle skins like a 40 Plus I got the hyper rhymes When you say "Lord Finesse" yo brothers know
Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate
lot And I can't stop, won't stop So fuck Bill and Hillary Ice Cube their ain't no killin' me Ice Cube, Scarface, droppin' on these sellin' out niggas
'ma make sure you cowards feel me [ CHORUS ] (I wanna know do you feel it Let me know do you feel it Do you feel it) (Fo' hoppin, ass droppin) --> Ice Cube
personal They call me the political rapper Even after I tell 'em I don't fuck with politics I don't even follow it I'm on some KRS, Ice Cube, Chris Wallace
tryin to make this money, I ain't even playin Course the game I'm in, it ain't even payin When I'm on the go, on the go Everybody wanna know, wanna know Cube
tryin' to be? When I'm big I wanna be a thug You wanna be a thug, huh? What you know about a thug, huh? You wanna see the bad guy? Look at Ice Cube,
self, you just been invaded by true soldiers December 31st, 96 (the game is over) [Chorus: Ice Cube] Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) Burn em at a thousand degrees And lord
you fuckin with You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You Fuckin with some killas you fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas [Ice Cube
don't play the games, cause these hoes been tossed Straight out, you little hooker, just blow my socks off (gobblin up nuts, sort of like a humming bird) --> ice cube
