Ice Cube - Hello Lyrics

Ice Cube - Hello Video

Ice Cube

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes (Hello..)

 

Dr. Dre

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

MC Ren

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

Ice Cube

The motherfuckin world is a ghetto

Filled with magazines, full clips, and heavy metal

When the smoke settle

.. I'm just lookin for a big yellow;

In six inch stilletos

Dr. Dre (Hello..) perculatin keep em waitin

While you sittin here hatin, yo' bitch is hyperventilatin'

Hopin that we penetratin, you gets natin

Cause I never been to Satan, for hardcore administratin

Gangbang affiliatin; MC Ren'll have you

Wildin off a zone and a whole half a gallon

(Get to dialin..) 9 1 1 emergency

(And you can tell em..) It's my son he's hurtin me

(And he's a felon..) On parole for robbery

Ain't no coppin a plea, ain't no stoppin a G

I'm in the 6 you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly

You handle shit sloppily I drop a ki properly

They call me the Don Dada

Pop a collar, drop a dollar if you hear me you can holla

Even rottweilers, follow, the Impala

Wanna talk about this concrete? Nigga I'm a scholar

The incredible, hetero-sexual, credible

Beg a hoe, let it go, dick ain't edible

Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit

While you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts

 

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes (Hello..)

 

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

Dr. Dre

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get?

 

MC Ren

Villain blows up yo' spot

Take yo' notebook yo' bitch and yo' glock

This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock

You slapped her ass that's alarmin

Cause she want my Worm like Carmen

We chin check niggaz, them thin check niggaz

Run trains on golddiggers beware these fo' niggaz

Scarin motherfuckers like Steven King flicks

Makin niggaz clear the room like a dyke flea a dick

Makin 2nd II None shit, nigga like Quik

So when I bomb first nigga who you rollin with?

Fuck that ice on your wrist, fuck yo' fine ass bitch

Cause you could lose it in a tussle nigga watch me hustle

Watch niggaz kiss my ass without flexin a muscle

Bitches all in the back they knees waitin to buckle

Same time same channel don't change the dial

Niggaz4Life, fuckin your wife, these niggaz wild (Hello..)

 

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

Ice Cube

I started this gangsta shit

And this the muh'fuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

Dr. Dre

Did I fall off? Got you in your room

Rippin every Chronic poster on your wall off

Just cause I put away the sawed off

Now I got you sittin back with a smirk;

Listenin with your arms crossed

Questionin Dre's credibility (What?)

Wondering if it's still in me to produce hits;

Y'all be killin me

As if I need to make mo' I got a mansion

And six cars that are paid fo' suck my dick! (Hello..)

We came a long way from not givin a fuck

Sellin tapes out of a trunk to movin this far up

Now we got the whole world starstruck

Made a million plus and still don't give a motherfuck

Motherfucker I'm Dre I don't need your respect

I don't need to make another album bitch I don't gotta do shit

I do it because I want to not to stay in the game

Fuck the fame, I'm still stayin the same, lil' bitch! (Hello..)

 

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

MC Ren

I started this gangsta shit

And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello..)

 

Ice Cube

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes (Hello..)

 

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes

Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes..

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Ice Cube - Ghetto Bird Lyrics

Ice Cube - Ghetto Bird Video

Why, oh why must you swoop through the hood like everybody from the hood is up to no good.

You think all the girls around here are trickin' up there lookin' like Superchicken

At night I see your light through my bedroom window But I ain't got shit but the pad and pencil

I can't wait till I hear you say I'm going down, mayday, mayday. I'm gonna clown

Cause every time that the pigs have got me y'all rub it in with the flying Nazi

Military force, but we don't want ya standin' on my roof with the rocket launcher

So fly like an eagle. But don't follow us wherever we go

The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird

Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird

Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird

 

Now...My homey's here to lick on a trick for a Rolex

And let me try the four next Now the four I was driving was hotter than July

Looked up and didn't see it whippin' in the sky Saw a chopper with numbers on the bottom

Calling all cars, I think we've got em. I hit the gas and I mashed past Inglewood

I think I drove through every single hood South Central, Compton and Watts

Long Beach, bust a U, here come the cops Wish I had a genie with about three wishes

Metal flake green on D's I look suspicious You know that I'm running

Shit, I hear it humming Fuck, I see it coming

Is it a bird? Yup Is it a plane? No

I hit me a right on El Segundo Wanted to holla, had to ditch the Impala

Let's see if they would folla me, hit a fence, hit a fence, and another

Met me a baby pitbull and his mother Ran up in some peoples house and looked out of the window

I wish it was my ten-four had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the Third

Cuz I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird

 

Just put his hat, ehrrr, he combed his hair and then put his hat back

On. Errr, he's acting nonchalant up there in that cockpit, going 115

Miles an hour, with the police chasing him. Ehm, they're not gonna be

Real happy when they catch up with him, no matter what, the eh...

Ehrr, they hate, they hate a bigmouth even worse.

 

Officer Bird's on his way, and I don't wanna see him could you please give me the keys to the B.M.?

See, I didn't want to bank you but don't make me bank you, thank you

Tried to get yo the hood, and you might guess that a fool like me woulda shot Cyrus

Incognito, Ghetto Eagle Saying, Fuck, where did he go?

I bust me a left from Rubellon. Park The 735 and I'm bailin'

Went to my homegirl's house and got a hug man, She helped me run like Harriet Tubman

Looked out the window by the black bed I saw the pigs and the four on a flatbed

Then the light from the bird hit me in the face I close the blinds cause I didn't wanna catch a case

All that night, I heard the bird circle while I was eating fish and watching Urkel

She said I could sleep on the couch By two A.M. I was digging her out

Fuck the ghetto bird

Which way is he going now? Ok, now..now he's..he's actually southbound..on a service street..

And, uh...Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my maps out here and figure

Out which service street he suddenly turned off on. Uh, the sheriffs are..are...well I know that...

Sheriffs ground units got thrown off

 

Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird

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Ice Cube - Ghetto Vet Lyrics

Ice Cube - Ghetto Vet Video

Life....

Niggas used to come and get me

When it was time to disagree with an enemy,

Pass the hennessy it gives me energy,

Packed the gat in the small of my back

Where these niggas at I clear the whole pack,

Talkin' shit cuz I'm down for my set I'm a vet

Smokin' on a wet cigarette

(who these niggas think they are)

(wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar)

I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs

Cuz these westside niggas is harder thugs

Enslave us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis

Shootin' at your neighbors,

(cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a fuck when I open ya up)

Hot rocks fly from the back seat, and

Busta ass niggas run like a track meet

An if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' than a little (what)

Killer king is the hospital

Feelin' numb from the bullets I hum

And when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit

 

(Chorus)

 

Fool I'm a vet you can bet that

I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)

Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there

(Foe life) I'm still there

 

My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass

Up early in the morning takin' out the trash

Feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser

Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser

One on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what)

Tryin' be ghetto stars they said:

Are you from the westside is it so?

I said hell yea and who wanta to know (me)

In slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud

Puddle full of blood left for dead

The pain starts to spread now I can't feel my legs

I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center

As I enter I.C.U.

He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital

I said I can't move my legs he said don't try to

Now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably never walk again

I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside contemplating suicide

At night I jerk and jerk

But my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn)

Now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube

I be pissin' through a tube Fool i'm a vet

 

(Chorus)

 

Fool I'm a vet you can bet that

I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)

Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there

Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

 

Fuck a V-A they need G-A

Gang hospital for a crippal now I'm drinkin' rippal

Same corner same hood I'm still there

With bandanas tied to my wheel chair

To all the hoodrat hoes I'm fired

They mad cuz my tongue get tired

Now everybody wanna put they dope on me

Sayin' I won't get searched by the LAPD

I'm sitting on a doorway duece five

Dependin on that to keep my ass alive

I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six

My fuckin legs, lookin like tooth picks

Some times I can't deal got to beg the B G's to roll me up the hill

Put me on the porch now I'm on the torch smokin' cocaine

Just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose

And last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom

Feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew I hold

Nigga its the only friend to a stranger AKA hadicap gangbanger

There's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet

Fool I'm a Vet

 

(Chorus) (2X)

 

Fool I'm a vet you can bet that

I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)

Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there

Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

 

Life.....

Yea....

Life...

Yea....

Life... Life....

Dedicated to all the ghetto vets

For every nigga that done took one for the hood

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Ice Cube - You Know How We Do It Lyrics

Ice Cube - You Know How We Do It Video

Ice Cube

Yeah... yeah!

Fool -- you know how we do it

 

West Side

Comin' from the West Side

Nothin' but the West Side

 

Ain't nuttin' goin on but the bomb-ass rap song

Hittin' all night long

Just like me on the black and white ivory

Gettin' six on artillery, you don't want to see a G

Break yo' ass like dishes

Buster-ass tricks, sleep with the fishes

Runnin' from Lennox, up at Venice

They wanna have me in stripes, like Dennis the Menace

But that ain't poppin', ain't no stoppin'

Fo'-hoppin', ass droppin', Coupe DeVille

My truth can, ill fool I got skills

So, back on up 'fore I check that chin

Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn'

You gets no love and I thought you knew it

Fool, you know how we do it

 

Comin' from the West Side

West Side, comin' from the West Side

 

Ice Cube

Chillin' with the homies, smellin' the bud

Double parked and I'm talkin to Dub

About who got a plan, who got a plot

Whom got got, and who got shot

Cause everybody knows that he got the info

Crazy Toones hangin' out the window

Fool I got them bomb-ass tapes

Da Lench Mob, Planet of the Apes

I'm down with Eiht, and Watts Up

Kam is solo, they got nuts

When Ice Cube write a sentence

I want The Bomb just like George Clinton

S-K-D is down to catch a body

Put on Knee Deep, we'll turn out your party

You gets no love and I thought you knew it

Fool, you know how we do it

 

You know how we do it

 

Ice Cube

Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick

If you wanna jack me on a lick, cause

I'm that fool from South Central

You think you stuck yourself, with a number 2 pencil

That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass

With Mo' Bounce to the Ounce in the dash

Mash up, Ve-nice, headed for the West

Everything is great, slow down for the dip

On a 100 and 8th and keep mashin'

Don't drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin'

Stashin' a glock and I thought you knew it

You know how we do it

 

Comin' from the West Side, West Side

Nuttin' but a West Side

It's hittin' on the West Side

Fool, you know how we do it

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Ice Cube - 24 Wit An L Lyrics

Ice Cube - 24 Wit An L Video

*Originally appeared as a B-side to Cube's Check Yo Self single

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