Ice Cube Follow

bucka

I'll beat your badass

ain't no other kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

ain't no kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

bitch niggas

still wanna check my urine

still can't believe

what you see and what you're hearin'

you motha fuckas

thought you knew the whole story

until your mama

took a nigga on mauri

read your test results

are you the father

I looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother

I'm the father of this gangsta shit

never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids

lil' badass kids

I whoop they ass every night

send the paramedics bitch

and the black and white

I brought you in this world

I'll take you out

do you ugly

so mamma can't make you out

you know my style a colt

file a report

I'm a deadbeat daddy

no child support

*you get fooled**? like the last trick

get it out your ass bitch

you niggas know my pyroclastic flow

c'mon

ain't no other kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

ain't no kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

you want child support

get it out your ass bitch

x4

ya'll niggas know

ya'll bitches know

where you get it from

who's the original

you got your daddy's mouth

talk like a criminal

keep it gangsta son

never get pigeon holed

rap bastards tryin' to make a classic

keep your dumbass out of the casket

'cause intercope'll spend your money

they don't give a fuck

about a dead rapper

nigga they'll chop it up

keep it movin' ya'll

they'll come mop it up

corrupt LAPD cover up

everyday nigga we know drama

they ain't lookin' for Osama

Ask Biggie's mamma

thank God that the gangsta's back

we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap

may your lungs collapse n' m.c's are funny

all you can rap about is pussy and money

c'mon

ain't no other kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

ain't no kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

you want child support

get it out your ass bitch

x4

all ya'll rappers should kiss and make up

take your bullshit jewlry back to Jacob

get your mind right nigga

and start to wake up

'cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up

you got million dollar niggas killin' million dollar niggas

bustin' outta Bentleys

wearin' chinchillas

there you go again rollin in your limo

comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window

I know the scripture

but there's something wrong with this picture

what you mad about

diamonds all in your mouth

no car, no nigga's house paid off

I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off

boy you a fool

or you just act crazy

or you a grown crack baby born in the 80's

to all you motha fuckas say I went Hollywood

I'm gangsta

I know when I got it good

ain't no other kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

ain't no kings in this rap thing

they siblings

nothin' but my chil'ren

one shot they disappearin'

you want child support

get it out your ass bitch

x4

young rappers lookin' for pocket change

with boo boo lyrics

go get your diaper changed

x2

smell like shit

hey baby change this motha fucker

you smell like shit