I've been servin' niggas since 1985 Niggas want the gutter Ice Cube, J.O. Felony My nigga gangsta Squeak through Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Niggas want that gutter *** *** that other *** that playin' for your mother *** Ain't the ruckus *** Niggas want that gutter *** *** that other *** that playin' for your mother *** Ain't the ruckus *** Keep it gangsta, y'all, I wanna thank you all Niggas comin' with that bull*** is gankin', y'all We can ride to this kinda *** and bank them all Nigga ball till you fall, mother***er, that's all Can't none of y'all hang with me puttin' in work Turn this mother***er up unless you goin' to church Nowadays, crazy-ass bitches want they bills paid But can't even make a good thing of Kool-Aid But chicken heads get chicken feed Lil' dick and weed, everything that a chicken need Tryin' to prod, I get real, it's Chris Rock Make a bitch hot, turn them to Fort Knox It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter West Coast, Don, you fags, da-da-da-da-da There is solitude in the gas chamber I'm full of anger, nigga, the West is in the house But you're still in for some danger And when I'm through, I'll take your bitch and finger-bang her But if she looks tossed up, I'll sling her Beat you like Mama Dearest with a ghost hanger Got the gang and niggas be tryin' to spit But you can't spit it like this, I come equipped to rip Any battle, I leave it with sprung, niggas crumb But it put me in a twist like Tone I can't collapse or puncture the lungs of anyone Give him a chance to spit his last words or nerf Denny Dunne 2020 ain't good enough, rappers ain't seein' me This J.O. felony, and nobody can stand three of me Caution, keep them C's out of my reach, I'm on a mission If I get into your ***in' hide, nigga, call a physician Immediately, I put you down at a show But a local choke the *** out of a fool, nigga, that's on you, though Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' bout they rich Lyin' bout they bitch, lyin' bout they dick I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' bout they hits Lyin' bout they whips, lyin' bout they six I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' bout they clothes Lyin' bout they hoes, lyin' bout they roads I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' bout they house Lyin' bout they clout, lyin' up in they mouth It's the Maharajah, my niggas kamikaze Illuminati, get toes in they body We the Roddies, we push like Maseratis Do karate, on haters and you hotties *** the party, come on, my niggas focus We the richest, pretend that we the brokest Niggas notice, as soon as you checkin' quotas We the coldest, so go and tell the roadies Who that? Lexx out the game in blue packs Gangsta the name, niggas wonderin' how I do that The thug way, packagin', transportin' the drug way Only means I'm makin' a livin' the crippin' blood way I'm on grapes when I'm grindin' I'm on steaks when I'm dinin' And on Sundays on the runnin' You can't call me the savage beast And I can make your birds rise like geese K-Mack tell em, you sell em, I swell em low Hard as off determines how much a nigga summin', folk We got the fish scale texture Now if you cook it yourself, you get extras, duh Best *** of death with this dub thing Only a few niggas left with this love, man So we cop together Put it in the beak of rock together Put blocks together and *** cop together, nigga Niggas want that gutter *** *** that other *** that playin' for your mother *** Ain't the ruckus *** Niggas want that gutter *** *** that other *** that playin' for your mother *** Ain't the ruckus *** Look in my eyes I see the dollar sign, dawg, and my dick start to rise Got the hand of money, got the stack of money Buzzing like a bee cause I crave for the honey Billion dollar tickets make bitches get wicked So you innocent hoes ain't got a lot of kickin' I know your nose can smell my decimals The fiend for the green keep you itchin' in your pantyhose Your eyes full of gleam You wanna get on my team and live my dream Captain of the ship is what I'm boasting Hit the three wheel motion, I'm the *** when I'm coasting Down the boulevard, flossin' hard Lights hit the chrome, walk up lookin' like a movie star Money makes me a savage ***, I'll break down the wall for the cabbie Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, y'all, keep it gangsta Niggas want that gutter *** *** that other *** that playin' for your mother *** Ain't the ruckus *** Niggas want that gutter *** *** that other *** that playin' for your mother *** Ain't the ruckus ***