Ice Cube - Gangsta Fairytale 2 Lyrics
Intro: little russHey mother*****in cube, what the ***** wrong with you?You didnt kick the rest of that gangsta fairytale shitWhy dont you kick it one good timeNiggaz on the playground wanna know whats happeninYou left em hangin man, what the *****?Verse one: ice cubeLittle boy blue is outta folsomeNow them three little pigs gotta roast himDrivin down sesame street and I betThat little mother*****ers out *****in smurfetteAint saw the wolf yet, but its no doubtTheyll catch his ass slippin at his grandma houseThey got the mac-10 pointed out the coopCause they gotta follow they nose like fruit loopsPeeped out little miss muffet on her tuffet eatin gritsShe saw the mac-10 and the ***** had the shitsRan into her house, called up her crewCause red riding hood wants to kill little boy blueAnd the wolf too, what is mister rogers doing?Moved out his jordan, bought him a ewingHim, little boy blue and the wolf in the cellarPlanning on gettin cinderellaCause cinderella still works for the pigsThrough with the dwarfs, *****in bebes kidsNow snow white got the horny ass fever*****in the beautys beast like jungle feverNow the words on the streetWhen the crews meetYou better make some *****in roomCause its on with the pigs and them other nigsWhen the cow jump over the moon, everybody jumpVerse twoNow little boy blue is up frontWith the nine millimeter, ready for the huntLittle red riding hood caught his ass slippinDrew down on the boy cause the ***** is steady trippinAbout to get loose with the deuce deuceThats when the boy said, what about the gang truce?The little hoe had no wordsThe wolf came around and the ***** got servedThree little pigs bought wigsDressed like sheep, cinderella is little bo peepTryin to creep, on the crewThe wolf, the rogers, the blue, they throughCause the pigs did the buck buck bang, pingNow you hear the fat lady singCinderella, ran like a *****To the pay phone cause the ***** is still a snitchNow the pigs are caught by the pigs and takenIn the pen to get fried like baconYou still cant trust no hoeAnd ice cubell tell the kids how the stories, should goOutro: little russYeah cube, man that shit was dope niggaYou all that and a bowl of gritsNigga that shit was on props, nigga!Yeah thats how you kick that shit for the ninety-deuce, niggaWhats happenin nigga? !Yeah nigga thats gangsta fairytale part 2 niggaAll you trick-ass niggaz cant ***** with it
