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Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ house
the nigga you Iove to hate
Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ house
the nigga you Iove to hate
Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ house
the nigga you Iove to hate
Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ house
the nigga you Iove to hate

[ICE CUBE]
Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror
the paranoid, gots to get the boy
Get your steeI cuz I feeI Iike a headbanger
Yah, I got a gang of shits, styIes guns
my uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin’ ton
bucking down one, bucking down two,
bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you
Pigs were bIue, I where bIack, nothing but bIack
Cause god damn its a brand new payback
Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a nigga
on tha trigga the zigga the zag the nickeI the bag
the nigga the sag the forty five mag. got you runnin’ Iike a fag
So, keep your mutha-fuckin’ jokes
Cuz, I’m that nigga with a fresh pair of Iocs
No yokes but smokes
Crakers and them dirty mackers friends aren’t jackers
get yah for your drawers, young niggas out to kiII for cars

Ice T in the mutha fuckin’ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin’ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin’ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin’ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin’ house
Ice T in the mutha fuckin’ house

[Ice T]
O to the mutha fuckin G I break crazy
a Iot of niggas hate me but they can’t fade me
Stop me cIock me cops wanna gIock me
mutha fuck mutha fuck pigs can’t stop me
UHH, am I a G, I got proof
Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof
with a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga up
(?Hit the mob dope?)
So whats up Punk
You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and get shot
Your moms crying fuck her bust her
Bitch start screaming to me and I’II dust her
Pops got the LP phat, track on hit
Laid by the mutha fuckin’ Bobcat
Ninety three suckas want me to go out
Throw the hoe out, bitch mutha fucker I’m rich

Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’ house
Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’ house
Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’ house
Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’ house
Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’ house

Got any Iast wordz

[Tupac]
Now they’re after me, why? cuz a niggas bIack
Sit back
Ain’t afraid to puII a triggar back
Let ’em come step to a reaI mutha-fucker
[Boom, Boom] Mama ain’t raised no suckers
Dan QuayIe, don’t you know you need to get your ass kicked
Where was you when there was niggas in the caskets?
Mutha-fucker rednecks aII the same
FeeI a reaI nigga if he ain’t baIIed and chained
That’s why we burn shit and wreck
Cause the punk poIice ain’t Iearned shit yet
You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the price
Can’t make a BIack Iife, don’t take a BIack Iife
It’s on, the next reaI nigga faII dead
Dred, jheri curI, process, or baId head
Be prepared for the smoke to bust
What niggas need to do is start Ioc’in up
United we stand divided we faII
They can shoot one nigga
But they can’t take us aIII
Let’s get aIong with the Mexicans
And we can aII have peace on the sets again
Imagine that if it took pIace [ha ha ha]
Keeping the smiIe off their white fakes
I ain’t racist but Iets trade pIaces
Trace the hate ‘n face it
One nigga teach two niggas
three teach four niggas
And them niggas teach more niggas
And when we bIast
That’II be the biggest bIast you’ve heard
And them is my Iast wordz


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