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Aiyyo Ice Cube man
Since you went solo, what's up with the rest of the crew?

So High you can't get around it
So low you can't get under it
So High you can't get over it
I can't get over it
Nothin' can stop us now

Have you never sense the recite in my rhymes?
Standin' on stage and I'm grabbin' my nuts

Have you never sense the recite in my rhymes?
Standin' on stage and I'm grabbin' my nuts

I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch can hang
See, I'm gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter

Said, I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch can hang
Said, I'm gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter

Give me that beat fool, it's a full time jack move
Chilly Chill, yo, homie make the track move
And I'll jack any Tom, Dick and Hank
That's the name of the suckers I done ganked
I get away from a copper
Drop a dime, I'll break you off somethin' proper
With the L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B, T-Bone and that's J.D.
And here's how we'll greet you
Stop!

Here we go, Wait a minute, Wait a minute, Wait a minute
Drop an Old School beat

Goddamn, I'm glad, goddamn, I'm glad
Goddamn, Goddamn, Goddamn, Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, I'm glad y'all set it off
Used to be hard, now, you're just wet and soft
First you was down with the AK
And now I see you on a video with Michel'le
Lookin' like straight bozos
I saw it comin, that's why I went solo
And kept on stompin'
When y'all mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton

Now, you're gettin' done without vaseline
Now, you're gettin' done without vaseline
Now, you're gettin' done without vaseline

No Vaseline

Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-C-E
And let me tell you a story or two
About a punk-Ass-Nigga I knew
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin' up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin' her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Ridin' Hood, and Little Boy Blue
A bad influence? y'all I don't know
But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go

Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it
This is Little Russ in the house
Rock that shit homey, rock that shit

Once upon a time in the projects y'all
I damn near had to wreck a whore
I knocked on the door
It's Ice cube came to pay a little visit to you
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
Yo, I gotta say it was a good day
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I gotta say it was a good day
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I gotta say it was a good day
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I gotta say it was a good day
I ain't fuck up my night

Yeah

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

Run from the ghetto bird
Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird
Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird