Extradition
Исполнитель: Ice Cube
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[hook]<br />
Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run<br />
I swear i didn`t do what they say i done (x2)<br />
<br />
[verse 1]<br />
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, i need a lawyer<br />
This bitch named netoia, say they lookin for ya<br />
Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)<br />
This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)<br />
Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on<br />
Cos this the same street i got shot on<br />
So god bless don polla, double-s<br />
I gotta holla cos i`m smokin on double breath<br />
Freakin, niggaz be leakin, information<br />
Got the feds seekin, incarceration<br />
Niggaz say my name popped up<br />
Bitch hop up<br />
Nigga close the shop up<br />
They try to stop em<br />
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it<br />
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records<br />
Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies<br />
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties<br />
<br />
[chorus]<br />
Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition<br />
I`m on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em<br />
I gotta kick rocks, can`t pick locks<br />
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath<br />
<br />
[verse 2]<br />
It`s so hard to get a room without a credit card<br />
It`s so hard not to let em know where you are<br />
Tried to get a rent a car<br />
But he laughed when i showed him cash<br />
Had to mash `fore he called the feds on my ass<br />
Went to vegas for the weekend<br />
Met a hoe down freakin<br />
Hey bitch, why you sneakin?<br />
Grabbed the paper out her hand<br />
Am i the man on the front page? (fuck)<br />
Same height, same age (click-click)<br />
Rap gauge, put it down the g-way<br />
Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway<br />
She say "let`s hear the circle k"<br />
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay<br />
It`s like i hit the lotto outside colorado<br />
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle<br />
That`s my motto and i gotta warn ya<br />
Before i`m through, i`m going back to california<br />
<br />
(hook)<br />
(chorus)<br />
<br />
[verse 3]<br />
My boys utah to illinois<br />
Set the poise, so i can infiltrate<br />
All fifty states<br />
Can`t wait till i`m back on my feet<br />
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep<br />
Low key you feds can`t see me<br />
I`m up in d.c. with strike number three<br />
Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock<br />
Now i got niggaz bangin and lootin rock<br />
I`m going back to cali where it`s bound with my strikes<br />
Don`t give a fuck who`s on the ?marin or the mic<br />
I should`ve known when i seen that motherfucker in the lobby<br />
Looking like he wanna rob me (fuck)<br />
Federal, don`t like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual<br />
Tried to turn me into a vegetable<br />
An i`m `a sue all black and blue<br />
When i come to- hand cuff (fuck y`all)<br />
Big grey bus, scandalous<br />
Cos they can`t stand us<br />
They get excited and i try to fight it (mama)<br />
I`m going back to cali to show, extradited<br />
<br />
(hook)<br />
(chorus)<br />
<br />
(ice cube talking)<br />
Hey mama, when y`all send pictures you can`t send a polaroid<br />
Got to be the regular pictures<br />
An` they got us in here puttin` in computer chips or something<br />
I don`t know. like they playin with us, it`s like a game<br />
It ain`t nuttin` but a game to them mama<br />
It`s my life<br />