"Back to the criminal set... but they can't catch me yet" - Ice Cube "Outside the South Central area, few cared about the violence Because - it didn't affect them." - Tom Brokaw "Break 'em off off somethin" - Don't trip you might break your neck {"break

Mil' in a week I bought a iced out Phillipe (ice) Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps) Suck a dick gang, she a leech (leech) Came in the game with a key (key) My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique) Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh) I'll tape a brick to

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it it in Miami (Yeah!) Hmm, ain't fucking with no off off brand bitch (Yeah!) Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off off-brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Ooh, I'm feelin' like

(Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita will definitely set set this party off off right She said she want some Ready

Come back to me, it's almost easy Come back again, it's almost easy I'm not insane, I'm not insane I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane (Set Set it off off) (You learned your lesson) (It's still your fault) I feel insane every single time

You know I stay on the grind, you know I bust with that knife You know I stay with the weed, you know I got what you need We gonna end all discussion, we gonna rush the, we gonna rush them Are motherfuckers ready, I said, motherfucker are you ready It's

Like a beer can in a truck bed I just wanna roll around with you On a slow ride in the sunset Bouncin' down a small town street Let's pop the top right off off this thing I need a cold drink 'cause you're a hot mess Let the night do what it it does best Shake

Diamonds on fleek (Fleek), I'ma rock her to sleep (Sleep, sleep) She get geeked (Geeked), no sleep, Percocet freak (Perky) Bought her a plain Philippe (Philippe) You part of the team, you unique (Unique) She eat it it like Lean Cuisine She wet like a

Tats on my face (Tats) This Backwood an eighth (Hey) Your trash, you're waste I was on the Nawf smoking on shake (Nawf) Thirty round on the Glock make you shake (Baow) Chasing the bag, I race (Bag) I make a plain bitch great (Plain bitch) Look in his

What they gone' do? Put blindsides on my eyes, young nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the racks) I got some young niggas pull on the opps And they kill for money (they slide they slide) You ever felt a zombie? (Who?) Yo' body gon' smell like vomit