[Ice Cube]
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Ice Cube (yeah!) Callin from a California state penitentiary
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(Let me out this motherfucker)
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We got over two million motherfuckers locked up
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(Let me out this motherfucker) Stop snitchin
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Now how many MC's must get booed
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Before somebody say don't fuck with Cube (you know!)
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I'll strip you nude (butt-ass) in your living room
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Face down, paralyzed from the waist down
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I'm a buckin clown, but don't fuck around
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Doin movies now, but I'll lay you down
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South Central style, pull them thangs out
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Don't make a millionare have to send you there
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You know the story of the tortoise nigga and the hare
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Nigga run nigga run never get there
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I'ma walk, fuck a bitch when I get there
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Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan
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Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on (fuck 'em)
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The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (forever)
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Forever what the fuck are they yellin?
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"Gangsta Gangsta," nigga stop tellin - stop snitchin
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[Chorus]
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You can have whatever you want
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In the hood, it's do's and don'ts
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So when it get hot in this kitchen
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Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin
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[Ice Cube]
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Microphone master, super rhyme maker
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Gun blaster, who's the life taker (who?)
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Who the fuck is a lifetime Laker?
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I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Baker
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Who the fuck got more than an acre?
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In Los Angeles I got to have paper
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I'm a nigga, don't talk to my neighbors
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Straight asshole, always up in Vegas (yay yay)
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Lay it out for these niggaz to follow
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Get the point, but these points is hollow
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Now this here, is hard to swallow
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But if you do it's like hittin the lotto
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Little nigga with big bravado
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Hit the throttle niggaz hit the bottle
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Can give a fuck if they life is hollow
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Where the fuck was you, when I rocked the Apollo, bitch?
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Ay, who put this thing together? Me, that's who
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Who I trust? Who I trust? ME, THAT'S WHO!
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Nigga nigga nigga, can't you see
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Somehow your words incarcerate me
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Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
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Lock me up in my prime, Muhammad Ali
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Get out whup yo' ass like Muhammad Ali
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Rumble in the Jungle, nigga don't play Dumbo
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In the hood nigga known as Columbo
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Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble
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Spit fluid and swear he didn't do it
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Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stewart
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She say she had the hoe cookin deep dish
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She say Martha fuckin cook fish and eat fish
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Westside y'all niggaz got to peep this
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That's your weakness, can't keep a secret
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Don't say shit, boy that's basic
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They want to send a nigga back to the slave ship
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Stop snitchin
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[Chorus]
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[New Chorus]
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You can have whatever you choose
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But out here, it's don'ts and do's
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So after we finish this mission
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Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin
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[SB] Okay, okay
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[Swizz Beatz: repeat 4X]
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One two, in the place to be
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You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homey Swizz Beatz
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{Keep your fuckin mouth shut man}
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Stop Snitchin'
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Ice Cube |