Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cube

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

Chorus: [Shag]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]

In about four seconds some side niggaz
Is put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you tuned muthafuckas

[B-Real's
It takes two of you faggets to get one of me
Now I'm up in you hoes
"No Vaseline"
You could be the big
Bring your
Fuck mama
I'll bring the pack of
You to pull a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative up in your video
You get
You can your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it
Ice Cube is a of the past
If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in ass
You're the King of
King of
King of
Now get of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
to sucking

You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren
cool
But you're up with Mack 10
little philly
I'm back
Can you see my machine gun turrets?
Open and aimed at fat little frame
How can I
I'll twist your cap and take name
it
My should be Mack 11
I'm a caliber MC
no question
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 songs on your third album (biatch!)
(spoken):
You and 10
Can't with this
Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin'
Fuck
So what'cha do?
it on, nigga
This is from the Neighborhood Family
verse:
Mack 10 is a
Ice Cube's dick
But what you faggets about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
Let's it to the streets
And fight like g's
What you wanna do?
You can't with these
Ain't had a strap
Now you gangsta rap
Come can't to hood
'Cause you're scared to get
Fuck peace, is war
Everybody on the
I see your 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 bitch made niggaz
Ice Cube, an actor
Not a killa
neighborhood you from?
What you ever done?
When the goes down
You the one to run
you talk
Got a full of drama
Only missing you
Is going to church wit'cha
B-Real's
You got the
Swingi' of fmy
Killa
Break niga, huh!
a lick-a
You ain't a
You a

Bitch made
I never trust ya "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes like you can't out where you're from
Are you South Central, the Westside or Compton?
Mack 10, the only thing you on
Is Ice Cube's
Now all in your guts
You like him
But you got no
If he's the
You be the queen of the Hill
But I shank the fat neck
'Cause "A Iz A Bitch"
And a don't get no respect
No
Connections means
Ice Cube's stickin' his dick in Mack mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your homies are down wit' my
Why you always be bitin' my shit
And you don't know one on my dick
But yours is best get a blood test for kid
Only you done was with toy figures
mama wouldn't let you hang
With g niggaz
your clique on
You scrap
So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!)
10
I gibe you a
I
You'll that you're getting' fucked
And run to me
You pretty little
You look sweet (Mmmm!)
I make you one of my hoes like
Cube was for
Doughboy, you're fuckin' around wit' the Cuban
I'm no fictional Scarface movie bullshit
Actor, studio
You win an award
For most wax banger
Fuck what you been
What you're through
East Side family,
you wanna do?

Eastside!
That's nigga!
muthafuckin' side
we die, nigga!
Fuck all you ass niggaz!
187
10 187
Any other unk ass
Who wanna this beat
187
We hit up like that
We bicoastal,
Cypress family
Niggaz better
We here to
Nigga, hoo
That's how we hoo nigga
No love for none of ya'll ass niggaz
East coast nigga, coast
We don't a fuck
shit get shot, nigga
That's how we feel,
get killed,
Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress
Yeah, I thought you knew
I represent
How does sound nigga
Cypress Family
They're gonna all ya'll biggaz
(Chris Tucker "You got knocked the fuck out man)
(Cypress sample: here is something you can't understand
How I could just a man...)