The Gutter Shit (Explicit)

The Gutter **** (Explicit) - Ice Cube (冰塊酷八)/JAYO FELONY/Gangsta/Squeak Ru

I been servin' niggas since 1985

Niggas want the gutter

Ice Cube Jay-O Felony

My ni**a Gangsta Squeek Rule

Keep it gangsta y'all keep it gangsta

Niggas want that gutter sh*t

F**k that other sh*t that play it for your mother sh*t

Ain't the rugged sh*t

Niggas want that gutter sh*t

F**k that other sh*t that play it for your mother sh*t

Ain't the rugged sh*t

Keep it gangsta y'all I want to thank you all

Niggas comin' with that b******t it's gankin' y'all

We can ride to this kinda sh*t and bank them all

Ni**a ball 'till you fall motherf**ker thats all

Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work

Turn this motherf**ker up unless you goin' to church

Nowadays crazy a** b**ches want they bills paid

But can't even make a good thang of kool-aid

But chicken heads get chicken feed

Lil' dick and w**d

Everything that a chicken need

Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock

Make a b**ch hot turn into Fort Knox

It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter

Westcoast Don you fags undastata

There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber

I'm full of anger ni**a the west is in the house

But you still in for some danger

And when i'm thru I take your b**ch 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 f**kin' hide to be called a physician

Immediately I puts it down at a show

But loked to choke the sh*t out a fool ni**a dat's on doo low

Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta

Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta

Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta

Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they rich

Lyin' 'bout they b**ch

Lyin' 'bout they dick

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they hits

Lyin' 'bout they whips

Lyin' 'bout they six

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they clothes

Lyin' 'bout they hoes

Lyin' 'bout they rows

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they house

Lyin' about they clout

Lyin' up in they mouth

It's the Mah-hurage-ny my niggas; kamekaze

Illuminaughty b**ch hoes in they body

We the riders we push like mahz-er-aties

Do karatees on hatters and you hotties

F**k 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

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

And I can make your birds rise like geese K-Mac tell 'em

You sell 'em I swell 'em loke

Hard or soft determines how much a ni**a sell 'em for

We got the fish scale texture

Now if you cook it yourself you get extras

Dub that sh*t to death with this dub thang

Only a few niggas left with this love mang

So we cop together put it in the beeker

Rock together claim blocks together

And f**k cock together ni**a

Niggas want that gutter sh*t

F**k that other sh*t that play it for your mother sh*t

Ain't the rugged sh*t

Niggas want that gutter sh*t

F**k that other sh*t that play it for your mother sh*t

Ain't the rugged sh*t

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

Buzzin' like a bee cuz I crave for the honey

Million dollar tickets make b**ches look wicked

So you innocent hoes ain't got to like ta kick it

I know you knows cuz now my decimals

Done fiend for the green keep you itchin' in your panty hose

Your eyes full of gleem

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 sh*t when i'm coastin'

Down the boulevard flossin' hard

Lights hit the chrome don't go lick 'em like a movie star

Money makes me a savage

Sh*t I brake down the world for the cabbage

Keep it gangsta

Keep it gansta

Niggas want that gutter sh*t

F**k that other sh*t that play it for your mother sh*t

Ain't the rugged sh*t

Niggas want that gutter sh*t

F**k that other sh*t that play it for your mother sh*t

Ain't the rugged sh*t