Ice Cube - Extradition: lyrics and video
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userHey man your fucking stupid hes obviously mature enough to not make stupid ass music about bitches and shit. When he was young he was saying fuck whites and all this shit but times have changed man u cant just say stupid shit
user
can yall ppls stop talking bout hes no " gangsta hes a wimp and such " let the nigga be alone u think its just about gangsta style ppl got alife to ya know "Dend213west" and "reactbb6 " i agree whit them ! =)
user
snoop aint never been in no disney rated g movie like cube, im not sayin cube was never gangsta or hard, he was but is not anymore hey if he dont want to be more power to him but dont make no gangsta rap shit no more cuase you aint got no more cred
user
Fine, what about Training Day? Snoop's a snitch in it. Man... do you think all these rappers stay hard 24/7? No they don't, it's just the image for the public.
user
i swear yall are stupid so if snoop do all them fake ass gansta movies he hard you know how much he make off them movies the nigga is old and mature now he trying to be an exmple he got older children his music even from an older perspective it's about money until he sell out in music it's a damn movie script
user
that nigga aint gangsta no mo tho not after shit like are we there yet comon once you hit your fortys its over
user
Cube was a legend till he started doin little kid movies like daddy daycare or whatever that shit was called haah
user
ice cube still is a legend in rap game and always will be
user
true dat
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Lyrics:
Dear Mama, if some people came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son, Ice-mutherf**king-Cube
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say they lookin' for ya
Got to get the f**k out of here, yeah right
This bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the night
Bust a quick nut, got to f**k up and gat on
'Cos this the same street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, double S
I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath
Freakin', niggaz be leakin', information
Got the feds seekin', incarceration
Niggaz say my name popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, they try to stop 'em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
'Gone in sixty seconds', burn all records
Nigga gettin' skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f**k 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shits bath
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let 'em know where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe down freakin'
Hey bitch, why you sneakin'?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page, same height, same age
Rap gage, put it down the G-way
Got my hostage suckin' sausage on the freeway
She say, "Let's hear the circle K"
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm going back to California
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f**k 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit bath
My boys Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
All fifty states, can't wait till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
Low key, you feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Clownin', made a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and lootin' rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a f**k who's on the marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherf**ker in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob me
Federal, don't like no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
When I come to hand cuff
Big gray bus, scandalous
'Cos they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it
I'm going back to Cali for show, extradited
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f**k 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit bath
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a Polaroid
They got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know, like they playin' with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama, it's my life
Dear Mama, if some people came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son, Ice-mutherf**king-Cube
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say they lookin' for ya
Got to get the f**k out of here, yeah right
This bitch dimmed the lights, nigga, spend the night
Bust a quick nut, got to f**k up and gat on
'Cos this the same street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, double S
I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath
Freakin', niggaz be leakin', information
Got the feds seekin', incarceration
Niggaz say my name popped up, bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up, they try to stop 'em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
'Gone in sixty seconds', burn all records
Nigga gettin' skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f**k 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shits bath
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let 'em know where you are
Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe down freakin'
Hey bitch, why you sneakin'?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page, same height, same age
Rap gage, put it down the G-way
Got my hostage suckin' sausage on the freeway
She say, "Let's hear the circle K"
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
Before I'm through, I'm going back to California
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f**k 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit bath
My boys Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
All fifty states, can't wait till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
Low key, you feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Clownin', made a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin' and lootin' rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a f**k who's on the marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherf**ker in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob me
Federal, don't like no black hetero sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
When I come to hand cuff
Big gray bus, scandalous
'Cos they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it
I'm going back to Cali for show, extradited
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f**k 'em, fight' em, dine 'em, ditch 'em
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit bath
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a Polaroid
They got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know, like they playin' with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama, it's my life
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