Lyrics: Ice Cube. Death Certificate. The Wrong Nigga to Fuck With.
Godamn, it's a brand new payback
From the straight, fucks the mack and straights ganks the black
How many muthafuckers gotta pay
Went to the shelf and dusted off the ak
Cops gotta get pealed
'cause the nigga you love to hate still can kill at will
It ain't no pop 'cause that sucks
And you can new jack swing on my nuts
Down wit the niggaz that I bail out
I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out
Fuck you ice cube, that's what the people say
Fuck america still wit the triple k
Cause you know when my nine goes buck
It will bust your head like a watermelon dropping 12 stories up
Now let's see who'll drop
Punk muthafuckers trying to ban hip-hop
Fuck r & b and the running man
I'm the one to stand wit the gun in hand
Make sure before you buck wit duck quick
Punk, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
Hell yea, zone you better tell 'em
Ice cube and I'm rolling wit the muthafucking lm
It's the #1 crew in the area
Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya
Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
Punks roaming what I put in work
'cause lenchmob niggaz are the craziest
And y'all muthafuckers can't fade my shit
South central, that's where the lenchmob dwell
Hitting fools up wit the big ass l
One time can't hold me back
Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs
Stop giving juice to the raiders
'cause al davis never paid us
I hope he wear a vest
It's all about the l-e-n-c-h y'all know the rest
Muthafucking crew, muthafucking mob
Doing muthafucking job in a muthafucking squad
In '91 ice cube grew strong and bigger
And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
Like I said, it's a brand new payback
9-91, let's see who beats the jack
Sir jinx grew a little bit taller
(beat the wack beats out) to muthafucking baller
And hoes can't row on
Even bitches looking like en vogue gotta hold on
Don't let me catch daryl gates in traffic
I gotta have it, to peal his cap backwards
I hope he wear a vest too and his best blew
Going up against the zulu
Break his spine like a jellyfish
Kick his ass til it smells of shit
Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
And watch the devil start kicking
Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger licking
Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
Now he got kentucky fried cracker
Mess wit the cube, you get pump quick
Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
From the straight, fucks the mack and straights ganks the black
How many muthafuckers gotta pay
Went to the shelf and dusted off the ak
Cops gotta get pealed
'cause the nigga you love to hate still can kill at will
It ain't no pop 'cause that sucks
And you can new jack swing on my nuts
Down wit the niggaz that I bail out
I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out
Fuck you ice cube, that's what the people say
Fuck america still wit the triple k
Cause you know when my nine goes buck
It will bust your head like a watermelon dropping 12 stories up
Now let's see who'll drop
Punk muthafuckers trying to ban hip-hop
Fuck r & b and the running man
I'm the one to stand wit the gun in hand
Make sure before you buck wit duck quick
Punk, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
Hell yea, zone you better tell 'em
Ice cube and I'm rolling wit the muthafucking lm
It's the #1 crew in the area
Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya
Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
Punks roaming what I put in work
'cause lenchmob niggaz are the craziest
And y'all muthafuckers can't fade my shit
South central, that's where the lenchmob dwell
Hitting fools up wit the big ass l
One time can't hold me back
Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs
Stop giving juice to the raiders
'cause al davis never paid us
I hope he wear a vest
It's all about the l-e-n-c-h y'all know the rest
Muthafucking crew, muthafucking mob
Doing muthafucking job in a muthafucking squad
In '91 ice cube grew strong and bigger
And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
Like I said, it's a brand new payback
9-91, let's see who beats the jack
Sir jinx grew a little bit taller
(beat the wack beats out) to muthafucking baller
And hoes can't row on
Even bitches looking like en vogue gotta hold on
Don't let me catch daryl gates in traffic
I gotta have it, to peal his cap backwards
I hope he wear a vest too and his best blew
Going up against the zulu
Break his spine like a jellyfish
Kick his ass til it smells of shit
Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
And watch the devil start kicking
Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger licking
Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
Now he got kentucky fried cracker
Mess wit the cube, you get pump quick
Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
Ice Cube
Death Certificate
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