Ice Cube – The Wrong Nigga To Fuck Wit (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

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"I’ma let y’all know one thing man"
"Last person in the world you wanna fuck with"
Kick his ass til I’m smellin shit

Like I said, it’s a brand new payback
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute"
Hittin fools up with the big ass L

One time can’t hold me back
"One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and"

How many motherfuckers gotta pay
Fuck AmeriKKKa, still with the triple K
Cause Al Davis never paid us
God damn, it’s a brand new payback
South Central, that’s where the Lench Mob dwell
And hoes can’t roll on
Pig, cause I’m the wrong nigga to fuck with!
(Keep the wack beats out)
Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker
Do a muthafuckin’ job in a muthafuckin’ squad
I’m platinum bitch and I didn’t have to sell out
Cause Lench Mob niggas are the craziest
It’s the number one crew in the area
In ’91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger
Even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta "Hold On"
Stop givin’ juice to the Raiders
Drop a old school beat!
Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs

Punks roll when I put in work
Don’t let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic
"Fuck you, Ice Cube!", that’s what the people say
Muthafuckin’ crew, muthafuckin’ mob

It’s all about the L-E-N-C-H y’all know the rest
Punk, cause I’m the wrong nigga to fuck with
Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick
Run around like a chicken
Break his spine like a jellyfish
And watch the devil start kickin’
Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
Now in ’91, let’s see whose beats get jacked!
And I’m the wrong nigga to fuck with
And y’all motherfuckers can’t fade my shit
It ain’t no pop cause that sucks
Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
Make sure before you buck wit duck quick
It’ll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
I’m the one that stand, with the gun in hand
Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will"
I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blue
Grand Dragon finger lickin’
Cause you know when my nine goes buck
And you can New Jack SWING on my nuts
Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
Now let’s see who’ll drop
Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller

From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black
Make a move for your gat and I’ll bury ya
Down wit the niggas that I bail out
Caps gotta get peeled
True motherfuckin’ baller
Fuck R&B and the runnin’ man
Punk motherfuckers tryin’ to ban hip-hop
Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK
Goin up against the Zulu
I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards
Hell yeah it’s on, you better tell ’em
I hope he wear a vest
Ice Cube and I’m rolling with the motherfuckin L.M

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