The Gutter Shit - Ice Cube feat Gangsta, Jayo Felony, Squeek Rule
[Ice Cube]
I been servin' n_ggas since 1985
N_ggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My n_gga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta
[chorus]
N_ggas want that gutter sh_t
F_ck that other sh_t, that play it for your mother sh_t
Ain't the rugged sh_t [repeat]
[verse one]
Keep it gangsta y'all, I want to thank you all
N_ggas comin' with that bullsh_t, it's gankin' y'all
We can ride to this kinda sh_t and bank them all
N_gga ball 'till you fall motherf_cker thats all
Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work
Turn this motherf_cker up unless you goin' to church
Nowadays, crazy ass b_tches 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' d_ck and weed (bahk bakh)
Everything that a chicken need (bahk bakh)
Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock
Make a b_tch hot, turn into Fort Knox (b_tch 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, n_gga the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when i'm thru, I take your b_tch 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 n_ggas 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_ckin' hide to be called a physician
Immediately, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O)
But loked to choke the sh_t out a fool, n_gga 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 n_ggas lyin' 'bout they rich (what?)
Lyin' 'bout they b_tch (what?)
Lyin' 'bout they d_ck (what?)
I'm sick of these rap n_ggas lyin' 'bout they hits (huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they whips (huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they six (yeah)
I'm sick of these rap n_ggas lyin' 'bout they clothes (brrrmmph!)
Lyin' 'bout they hoes (uhh)
Lyin' 'bout they rows (uhh)
I'm sick of these rap n_ggas lyin' 'bout they house (punk!)
Lyin' about they clout (yeah)
Lyin' up in they mouth (yeah yeah)
It's the Mah-hurage-ny, my n_ggas; kamekaze
Illuminaughty, b_tch hoes in they body
We the riders, we push like mahz-er-aties
Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties
F_ck the party, come on, my n_ggas focus
We the richest, pretend that we the brokest
N_ggas 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, n_ggas 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 n_gga sell 'em for
We got the fish scale texture (fish scale)
Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
Dub that sh_t to death with this dub thang
Only a few n_ggas left with this love mang
So we cop together (yeah), put it in the beeker
Rock together (uhh), claim blocks together
And f_ck cock together, n_gga (brrrph!)
[Ice Cube (chorus)]
N_ggas want that gutter sh_t
F_ck that other sh_t, that play it for your mother sh_t
Ain't the rugged sh_t [repeat]
[Squeek Rule]
[Squeek Rule (verse five)]
Look in my eyes
I see the dollar sign dogg, and my d_ck 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 b_tches 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 sh_t 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?)
Sh_t, 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]
N_ggas want that gutter sh_t
F_ck that other sh_t, that play it for your mother sh_t
Ain't the rugged sh_t [repeat]
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