Ice Cube - Ghetto Bird Lyrics
Verse one:Why, oh why must you swoop through the hoodLike everybody from the hood is up to no good.You think all the girls around here are trickinUp there lookin like superchickenAt night I see your light through my bedroom windowBut I aint got shit but the pad and pencilI cant wait till I hear you sayIm going down, mayday, mayday. Im gonna clownCause everytime that the pigs have got meYall rub it in with the flying naziMilitary force, but we dont want yaStandin on my roof with the rocket launcherSo fly like an eagle.But dont follow us wherever we goThe shit that Im saying, make its heardMother***** you and your punk-ass ghetto bird[run, run, run, from the ghetto bird (2x)]Verse two:Now..My homeys here to lick on a trick for a rolexAnd let me try the four nextNow the four I was driving was hotter than julyLooked up and didnt see it whippin in the skySaw a chopper with numbers on the bottomCalling all cars, I think weve got em.I hit the gas and I mashed past inglewoodI think I drove through every single hoodSouth central, compton and wattsLong beach, bust a u, here come the copsWish I had a genie with about three wishesMetal flake green on ds I look suspiciousYou know that Im runningShit, I hear it humming*****, I see it comingIs it a bird? yupIs it a plane? noI hit me a right on el segundoWanted to holla, had to ditch the impalaLets see if they would follaMe, hit a fence, hit a fence, and anotherMet me a baby pitbull and his motherRan up in some peoples house and looked out of the windowI wish it was my ten-fourHad to pull a strap on a fool named louis the thirdCuz Im getting chased by the ghetto birdJust put his hat, ehrrr, he combed his hair and then put his hat backOn. errr, hes acting nonchalant up there in that *****pit, going 115Miles an hour, with the police chasing him. ehm, theyre not gonna beReal happy when they catch up with him, no matter what, the eh...Ehrr, they hate, they hate a bigmouth even worse.Verse three:Officer birds on his way, and I dont wanna see himCould you please give me the keys to the b.m.?See, I didnt want to gank youBut dont make me bank you, thank youTried to get yo the hood, and you might guessThat a fool like me woulda shot cyrusIncognito, ghetto eagleSaying, *****, where did he go?I bust me a left from rubellon. parkThe 735 and Im bailinWent to my homegirls house and got a hug man,She helped me run like harriet tubmanLooked out the window by the black bedI saw the pigs and the four on a flatbedThen the light from the bird hit me in the faceI close the blinds cause I didnt wanna catch a caseAll that night, I heard the bird circleWhile I was eating fish and watching urkelShe said I could sleep on the couchBy two a.m. I was digging her out***** the ghetto birdWhich way is he going now?Ok, now..now hes..hes actually southbound..on a service street..And, uh...gee whiz, uh, Im gonna get my maps out here and figureOut which service srteet he suddelny turned off on. uh, the sherriffsAre..are...well I know that...sherriffs ground units got thrown offMother***** you and your punk-ass ghetto bird
