AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted


AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted


Ice Cube with The Lench Mob, I got it goin on
A nigga that's livin in the city of the criminal
zone
One-time can't keep the law in order
cos everybody's goin crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag
or beat down for ya flag
Cos if you is or you ain't a gangbanger
Keep one in the chamber
Cos you'll get them thangs put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice
Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay
I keep my 9 anyway
for the day one of my homies wanna squab
I'm still rollin wit The Lench Mob

(AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted)

Back in the day I did my share of dirt
Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got
hurt
But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
to bust a cap cos it's all about survival of the
fittest
I'm a menace crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
From the shit I took from people
I reap all your fat shit, jack
Back to the criminals sect
I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet
Cos I'm slick and slippery
They can't get wit me, cops ain't shit to me
I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs
and sweat em like sweathogs
and get mad, mad cos I'm the nigga that flaunt it
AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted

Aiyo, here's what the poster read:
'Ice Cube is wanted dead'
That's all it said
I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the
green
Hear shots and si-reens
When I feen first they yo' rings, now they my rings
So give it up punk and then I just
put another jack in progress
It's the American way
cos I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A
Ice Cube - a motherfuckin clepto
and tried to catch the early bird but they slept, so
who gets the worm?
And if I'm caught in a trap
you know I'ma beat the wack
with a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, stay off!
I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest
I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his chest
so get the Kryptonite cos I'm a rip tonight
Cos I'm scarin ya, wanted by America

(Aiyo Cube man, they on your ass)

Word, but who the fuck is heard?
It's time to take a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a nigga invasion
Point blank for the caucasian
Cock the hammer then crack that ol' smile
Take me to your house, pal
Got to the house, my pockets got fat, see
Crack the safe, got the money and the jewellry
Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(Whattup G?) Saw my face on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I didn't know I lucked out
Struck out, I gotta get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the door when
the ol' bitch down the street must've turned me in
Cos the feds was out there ten deep
I got hassled and gaffled in the back seat
I think back when I was robbin my own kind
The police didn't pay it no mind
But when I start robbin the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the soap-on-a-rope
I said it before and I'll still taunt it
Every motherfucker with a colour is most wanted


Inne teksty tego wykonawcy:


We Be Clubbin' We Be Clubbin' (Clark World Remix)
Who Are You Lovin 24 MC Hours
Can You Bounce Gotta Be Insanity
Record Company Pimpin' Roll All Day
Supreme Hustle The Nigga Of The Century
A Gangsta's Fairytale AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Get Off My Dick and Tell Yo Bitch to Come Here I'm Only Out for One Thang
It's A Man's World Once Upon a Time in the Projects
Rollin' Wit the Lench Mob Tales From the Darkside
The Bomb The Nigga Ya Love to Hate
Turn Off the Radio What They Hittin' Foe?
Who's the Mack? You Can't Fade Me
Alive On Arrival Color Blind
Doing Dumb Shit Horny Little Devil
I Wanna Kill Sam Look Who's Burning
Man's Best Friend Steady Mobbin
True to the Game Us
Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit It Was a Good Day
Wicked Check Yo Self
Dirty Mack Don't Trust Em
Gangsta Fairytale 2 It Was a Good Day
Now I Gotta Wet'Cha Say Hi To The Bad Guy
The Predator We Had To Tear This Muthafucka Up
When Will They Shoot? Who Got the Camera?
Wicked Bop Gun (One Nation)
Cave Bitch Down For Whatever
Enemy Ghetto Bird
Lil Ass Gee Make It Ruff Make It Smooth
The Shot What Can I Do?
You Know How We Do It Bop Gun (One Nation)
Ask About Me Cash Over
Extradition Fuck Dying
Ghetto Vet Greed
If I Was Fucking You Penitentiary
Pushin' Weight The Peckin' Order
Three Strikes You In 24 MC Hours
Can You Bounce Gotta Be Insanity
Hello Mental Warfare
Pimp Homeo Record Company Pimpin'
Roll All Day Supreme Hustle
The Gutter Shit Until We Rich
You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It You Can Do It
24 Wit An L Dead Homiez
Friday Higher
Jackin For Beats Make It Ruff
My Skin Is My Sin Pushin Weight Remix
Right Here, Right Now! The Product
The World Is Mine Today Was A Good Day (Remix)
U Ain't Gonna Take My Life



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