Текст песни Ice Cube - You Don`t Wanna Fuck Wit These (Unreleas
Ice Cube - You Don`t Wanna Fuck Wit These (Unreleas слова песни
[Ice Cube]You don`t wanna fuck wit theseYou don`t wanna fuck wit theseRun up you big-ass bitch and I`ll have you clockin G`sWit my knockout jab, mess around and stabyo` ass in the gut, I don`t give a fuckDown with the brown, clownin these honkiesthat got us in the mix with they 666Tricks get found, stinkin like tunaBailin through your hood in my fresh suede PumasAnd I don`t hit gates, nigga pump yo` brakescause I ain`t runnin, you better start gunninTake your hand off your metalThere`s nowhere to hide, cause the world is a ghettoWant my afro long like Mad Dawgon a velvet poster, 40 on the coastercause moms don`t play that shitBeen hard on a nigga since (?)8-8-6(?)Sayin you need Jesus, cause I got the fresh sweatshirtwith the three fat, creasesAnd it`s on like that, nigga where you at?At a phone booth, I`m comin in the CoupeBeanie pull over, fool there they goDrive real slow so we can let them hoes knowthat G`s even bust on L.A.P.D.`sMake `em eat cheese, cause they don`t wanna fuck with theseAnd he don`t wanna fuck wit theseI got mo` flavor than a hoe with a dickand a stick of gum on her tongue, I get you sprungwith the psycho-alpha-disco, my fist goin my pocket, grabbin on my pistolBut I won`t pull it out til it`s time to spitMake the girls say, "Damn, niggaz can`t have shit"Cause I see Satan, waitin in the cutfor this black motherfucker, to bail out his hutAnd I don`t give a mad-ass fuckabout a sheriff who`s tryin to tear-off a (??)My chinny chin chin hit him up with the rightand then I bend bend got his ass in my sightMy Chuck`s hit the cement, then I bent the cornerYellin, "+Cop Killer+, and fuck Time-Warner"Got the wick-a-tick(??) niggaz say, damn he`s so sweetHypnotize yo` ass like that shit "Knee Deep"And you hate it, gang-affiliatedNiggaz be bumpin, just a little somethinfrom that loc`ed out nigga that cater to the O.G.`sAnd let you know, that you don`t wanna fuck wit theseAnd you don`t wanna fuck wit theseAnd you don`t wanna fuck wit theseRollin through the hood, when I see a bitchI hit the switch, she`s on my dickFresh t-shirt, thick like I hangsThey say I got St. Ide`s rushin through my veinsfrom the CRASH units, all the way to ViceThey claimin Ice Cube, ain`t nuttin nicecause I keep hittin, fuck Bill ClintonNo repentin, just representinI can walk through the park cause it`s crazy after darkKeep my hand on my gun, cause I ain`t the oneBang you`re dead, brains out your headI wish I was the nigga that invented infraredNow I got it poppin but what`s that odor?Smells like a hot pot of that bakin sodaCause I know nigs from A`s to Z`s slangin ki`sSayin you don`t wanna fuck wit theseNigga please