Tekst piosenki "What They Hittin' Foe?" - Ice Cube

What They Hittin' Foe?

Fucking around in a crap game
Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much
Bang out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts
But when it comes to getting in a circle
I'm hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple
Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke
When deuce-deuce hit the floor yo
Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty?
I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny
Ah yeah I'm shaking the ivory
And boom it's like they die for me
Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint
But don't forget my point
There it is yo
I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide
Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five
I'm never hitting four-trey no way
You wanna leave but come on hoe stay
Nigga see but that'll work
Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt
Fool you can't even fuck with that
And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat
Cause I see your homies starting to look
And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks
And I'm feeling like a baller
Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller
Now you wanna go and scheme
Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team
So I pick up my money and start walking
Cause now I let the gat start talking
Now since ya'll lost you wanna go out like a sucker
Take that motherfucker

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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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