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ICE CUBE lyrics : "The Gutter Shit"

(feat. Gangsta, Jayo Felony, Squeek Rule)

[Ice Cube]

I been servin' ^!$$%s since 1985
^!$$%s want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony

My ^!$$% Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta


[chorus]
^!$$%s want that gutter %#@!
$#&@ that other %#@!, that play it for your mother %#@!

Ain't the rugged %#@! [repeat]

[verse one]

Keep it gangsta y'all, I want to thank you all
^!$$%s comin' with that bull%#@!, it's gankin' y'all
We can ride to this kinda %#@! and bank them all

^!$$% ball 'till you fall mother$#&@er thats all
Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work
Turn this mother$#&@er up unless you goin' to church

Nowadays, crazy $$# (*##$es 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 (*##$ hot, turn into Fort Knox ((*##$ know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you !@$)s undastata (?)


[Jayo (verse two)]
There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber

I'm full of anger, ^!$$% the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when i'm thru, I take your (*##$ 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 ^!$$%s 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 $#&@in' hide to be called a physician

Immediately, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O)
But loked to choke the %#@! out a fool, ^!$$% 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 ^!$$%s lyin' 'bout they rich (what?)
Lyin' 'bout they (*##$ (what?)

Lyin' 'bout they dick (what?)
I'm sick of these rap ^!$$%s lyin' 'bout they hits (huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they whips (huh?)

Lyin' 'bout they six (yeah)
I'm sick of these rap ^!$$%s lyin' 'bout they clothes (brrrmmph!)
Lyin' 'bout they hoes (uhh)

Lyin' 'bout they rows (uhh)
I'm sick of these rap ^!$$%s lyin' 'bout they house (punk!)
Lyin' about they clout (yeah)

Lyin' up in they mouth (yeah yeah)
It's the Mah-hurage-ny, my ^!$$%s; kamekaze
Illuminaughty, (*##$ hoes in they body

We the riders, we push like mahz-er-aties
Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties
$#&@ the party, come on, my ^!$$%s focus
We the richest, pretend that we the brokest
^!$$%s 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, ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$% sell 'em for
We got the fish scale texture (fish scale)

Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
Dub that %#@! to death with this dub thang
Only a few ^!$$%s left with this love mang
So we cop together (yeah), put it in the beeker
Rock together (uhh), claim blocks together
And $#&@ @@#! together, ^!$$% (brrrph!)


[Ice Cube (chorus)]
^!$$%s want that gutter %#@!
$#&@ that other %#@!, that play it for your mother %#@!
Ain't the rugged %#@! [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 (*##$es 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 %#@! 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?)
%#@!, 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]
^!$$%s want that gutter %#@!
$#&@ that other %#@!, that play it for your mother %#@!

Ain't the rugged %#@! [repeat]

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