Ice Cube

Ice Cube - The Wrong Nigga To Fuck With lyrics

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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
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