I'm saying, make sure it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird Run, run, run from the ghetto bird Run, run, run from the ghetto bird
follow us wherever we go The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird "Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" [
译文: 冰块. 少数民族居住区鸟.
us wherever we go The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird ["Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" (
boys in the 'burbs got heat A ghetto is a ghetto, and a street is strict ! Eliminate the poverty disease And we'll start rapping 'bout birds and trees
, I think they do dishes I makin three wishes, I take 'em they pictures And spit 'em they britches, I fuck 'em they bitches Ego maniac, little homies call me brainiac Ice Cube
they wind up wit dick all in 'em Till they find theyself pullin' off denim Intoxicated, off this venom I kick game, big game, nickname Insane, Ice Cube
I push rhymes like weight Ask about me Worldwide baby, worldwide baby A yeah yeah Ice Cube makin' more money in the rap game Than some of you can with a bird
nightmare, but I'm not cube I represent the muthafuckin red and the blue, ? shoes? I mean, the bangas, the killas, the gangstas But nigga I'm a swamp, professional ghetto
WHAT THE HELL CRACK I'LL SELL IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD TO THE CORNER HOUSE BITCHES MISS PARKER,LIL JOE, AND TODD BRIDGES OR ANYBODY THAT HE KNOWS SO COP ME A BIRD
another niggas divendends I mean them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson, Grant, Ben Franklins find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin, haha the ghetto
a jacket drooming and the hoes feeming Since I'm Westside Connected I got a streets on hype I got big deals, big squeels, big wheels, big pipes [Verse 2: Ice Cube
dead in california [Chorus:] [Ice Cube:] Motherfuckers ain't gon learn till the chronic blunt don't burn And you can't see nothin but the ghetto bird
