Ice Cube - Extradition Lyrics
(ice cube talking)Dear mama, if some people came by the house lookin for meIm innocent of anything they say I doneNow I dont know when Ill be able to write you againBut I will be back to california to see youYour son, ice-muther*****ing-cube.[hook]Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the runI swear I didnt do what they say I done (x2)[verse 1]Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyerThis ***** named netoia, say they lookin for yaGot to get the ***** out of here (yeah right)This ***** dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)Bust a quick nut, got to ***** up and gat onCos this the same street I got shot onSo God bless don polla, double-sI gotta holla cos Im smokin on double breathFreakin, niggaz be leakin, informationGot the feds seekin, incarcerationNiggaz say my name popped up***** hop upNigga close the shop upThey try to stop emMy cash flow leave me ***** neck itGone in sixty seconds, burn all recordsNigga gettin skinny eating dinniesCount my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties[chorus]Listen, these feds fishin for this extraditionIm on a mission, ***** em, fight em, dine em, ditch emI gotta kick rocks, cant pick locksOr spend the rest of my life in a shit-? bath[verse 2]Its so hard to get a room without a credit cardIts so hard not to let em know where you areTried to get a rent a carBut he laughed when I showed him cashHad to mash fore he called the feds on my assWent to vegas for the weekendMet a hoe down freakinHey *****, why you sneakin?Grabbed the paper out her handAm I the man on the front page? (*****)Same height, same age (click-click)Rap gauge, put it down the g-wayGot my hostage suckin sausage on the freewayShe say lets hear the circle kRan inside and made the niggaz all payIts like I hit the lotto outside coloradoBrought it there for his wallet and my bottleThats my motto and I gotta warn yaBefore Im through, Im going back to california(hook)(chorus)[verse 3]My boys utah to illinoisSet the poise, so I can infiltrateAll fifty statesCant wait till Im back on my feetSwitch and shake this ***** in her sleepLow key you feds cant see meIm up in d.c. with strike number threeClownin, made a little stock to get a little *****Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rockIm going back to cali where its bound with my strikesDont give a ***** whos on the ? marin or the micI shouldve known when I seen that mother*****er in the lobbyLooking like he wanna rob me (*****)Federal, dont like no black hetero, sexual, intellectualTried to turn me into a vegetableAn Im a sue all black and blueWhen I come to- hand cuff (***** yall)Big grey bus, scandalousCos they cant stand usThey get excited and I try to fight it (mama)Im going back to cali to show, extradited(hook)(chorus)(ice cube talking)Hey mama, when yall send pictures you cant send a polaroidGot to be the regular picturesAn they got us in here puttin in computer chips or somethingI dont know. like they playin with us, its like a gameIt aint nuttin but a game to them mamaIts my life
