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Ice Cube - The Gutter Shit

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ft. Gangsta, Jayo Felony, Squeek Rule

[Ice Cube]
I been servin` niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta y`all, keep it gangsta

[chorus]
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain`t the rugged shit [repeat]

[verse one]
Keep it gangsta y`all, I want to thank you all
Niggas comin` with that bullshit, it`s gankin` y`all
We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all
Nigga ball `till you fall motherfucker thats all
Can`t none of y`all hang with me putin` in work
Turn this motherfucker up unless you goin` to church
Nowadays, crazy ass bitches want they bills paid
But can`t even make a good thang of kool-aid (ha ha)
But chicken heads get chicken feed (bahk bakh)
(a) Lil` dick and weed (bahk bakh)
Everything that a chicken need (bahk bakh)
Tryin` to pot I get real as Chris Rock
Make a bitch hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know)
It`s Ice Cube comin` straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?)

[Jayo (verse two)]
There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber
I`m full of anger, nigga the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when i`m thru, I take your bitch and finger bang her
But if she looks tossed up, i`ll slang her
Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin` to spit
But you can`t spit it like this
I come equiped to rip, any battle
And leave him strung in his crew
but they put me in the twist like Trump
I can collapse or puncture, the lungs of anyone
Give him a chance to spit his last word, unerve
then he done
20/20 ain`t good enough
Rappers they ain`t seein` me, this Jay-O Felony
And nobody can stand three of me
Caution keep MC`s out of my reach, i`m on a mission
And be gettin` to your fuckin` hide to be called a physician
Immediately, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O)
But loked to choke the shit out a fool, nigga dat`s on doo low

[Ice Cube]
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta (all my life)

[verse three]
I`m sick of these rap niggas lyin` `bout they rich (what?)
Lyin` `bout they bitch (what?)
Lyin` `bout they dick (what?)
I`m sick of these rap niggas lyin` `bout they hits (huh?)
Lyin` `bout they whips (huh?)
Lyin` `bout they six (yeah)
I`m sick of these rap niggas lyin` `bout they clothes (brrrmmph!)
Lyin` `bout they hoes (uhh)
Lyin` `bout they rows (uhh)
I`m sick of these rap niggas lyin` `bout they house (punk!)
Lyin` about they clout (yeah)
Lyin` up in they mouth (yeah yeah)
It`s the Mah-hurage-ny, my niggas; kamekaze
Illuminaughty, bitch hoes in they body
We the riders, we push like mahz-er-aties
Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties
Fuck the party, come on, my niggas focus
We the richest, pretend that we the brokest
Niggas notice, as soon as you`re checking quotas
We the coldest, so go and tell the rollers (biotch!)

[Gangsta (verse four)]
Who dat? next out the game, in blue kahks
Gangsta`s the name, niggas wonderin` how I do that
By the thug way, package and transportin` the drug way
Only means of makin` a livin`, the Crip and Blood way
I`m on grates when i`m grindin`
I`m on stakes when i`m dinnin`
And on sunday`s on the wine
Is you can`t calm the savage beast (never)
And I can make your birds rise like geese, K-Mac tell `em
You sell `em, I swell `em, loke (sell `em loke)
Hard or soft determines how much a nigga sell `em for
We got the fish scale texture (fish scale)
Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
Dub that shit to death with this dub thang
Only a few niggas left with this love mang
So we cop together (yeah), put it in the beeker
Rock together (uhh), claim blocks together
And fuck cock together, nigga (brrrph!)

[Ice Cube (chorus)]
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain`t the rugged shit [repeat]

[Squeek Rule]

[Squeek Rule (verse five)]
Look in my eyes
I see the dollar sign dogg, and my dick start to rise
Got to handle money, got to stack the money (tell `em)
Buzzin` like a bee cuz I crave for the honey
Million dollar tickets make bitches look wicked
So you innocent hoes, ain`t got to like ta kick it
I know you knows (uhh), cuz now my decimals (yep)
Done fiend for the green, keep you itchin` in your panty hose
Your eyes full of gleem (brrrmmph!)
You wanna get on my team, and live my dream
Captain of the ship is what i`m boastin`
Hit the three wheel motion, i`m the shit when i`m coastin` (uh huh)
Down the boulevard, flossin` hard
Lights hit the chrome, don`t go lick `em like a movie star
Money makes me a savage (what it do?)
Shit, I brake down the world for the cabbage (Squeek Rule)

[Ice Cube]
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
Keep it gansta y`all, keep it gangsta (all my life)

[chorus]
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain`t the rugged shit [repeat]

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