Ice Cube - The Gutter Shit Lyrics
[ice cube]I been servin niggas since 1985Niggas want the gutterIce cube, jay-o felonyMy nigga gangsta, squeek ruleKeep it gangsta yall, keep it gangsta(chorus) {:14}Niggas want that gutter shit***** that other shit, that play it for your mother shitAint the rugged shit {repeat}(verse one) {:25}Keep it gangsta yall, I want to thank you allNiggas comin with that bullshit, its gankin yallWe can ride to this kinda shit and bank them allNigga ball till you fall mother*****er thats allCant none of yall hang with me putin in workTurn this mother*****er up unless you goin to churchNowadays, crazy ass *****es want they bills paidBut cant even make a good thang of kool-aid (ha ha)But chicken heads get chicken feed (bahk bakh)(a) lil dick and weed (bahk bakh)Everything that a chicken need (bahk bakh)Tryin to pot I get real as chris rockMake a ***** hot, turn into fort knox (***** know)Its ice cube comin straight from the gutterWestcoast don, you fags undastata (? )[jayo] (verse two) {:59}There is sa-lethal in the gas chamberIm full of anger, nigga the west is in the houseBut you still in for some dangerAnd when Im thru, I take your ***** and finger bang herBut if she looks tossed up, Ill slang herBeat you like mama dearest with a clothes hangerCuz the gang a niggas be tryin to spitBut you cant spit it like thisI come equiped to rip, any battleAnd leave him strung in his crewBut they put me in the twist like trumpI can collapse or puncture, the lungs of anyoneGive him a chance to spit his last word, unerveThen he done20/20 aint good enoughRappers they aint seein me, this jay-o felonyAnd nobody can stand three of meCaution keep mcs out of my reach, Im on a missionAnd be gettin to your *****in hide to be called a physicianImmediately, I puts it down at a show (jay-o)But loked to choke the shit out a fool, nigga dats on doo low[ice cube]Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life)Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life)(verse three) {1:50}Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they rich (what? )Lyin bout they ***** (what? )Lyin bout they dick (what? )Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they hits (huh? )Lyin bout they whips (huh? )Lyin bout they six (yeah)Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they clothes (brrrmmph!)Lyin bout they hoes (uhh)Lyin bout they rows (uhh)Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they house (punk!)Lyin about they clout (yeah)Lyin up in they mouth (yeah yeah)Its the mah-hurage-ny, my niggas; kamekazeIlluminaughty, ***** hoes in they bodyWe the riders, we push like mahz-er-atiesDo karatees, on hatters, and you hotties***** the party, come on, my niggas focusWe the richest, pretend that we the brokestNiggas notice, as soon as youre checking quotasWe the coldest, so go and tell the rollers (biotch!)[gangsta] (verse four) {2:30}Who dat? next out the game, in blue kahksGangstas the name, niggas wonderin how I do thatBy the thug way, package and transportin the drug wayOnly means of makin a livin, the crip and blood wayIm on grates when Im grindinIm on stakes when Im dinninAnd on sundays on the wineIs you cant calm the savage beast (never)And I can make your birds rise like geese, k-mac tell emYou sell em, I swell em, loke (sell em loke)Hard or soft determines how much a nigga sell em forWe got the fish scale texture (fish scale)Now if you cook it yourself you get extrasDub that shit to death with this dub thangOnly a few niggas left with this love mangSo we cop together (yeah), put it in the beekerRock together (uhh), claim blocks togetherAnd ***** ***** together, nigga (brrrph!)[ice cube] (chorus) {3:11}Niggas want that gutter shit***** that other shit, that play it for your mother shitAint the rugged shit {repeat}(squeek rule)[squeek rule] (verse five) {3:22}Look in my eyesI see the dollar sign dogg, and my dick start to riseGot to handle money, got to stack the money (tell em)Buzzin like a bee cuz I crave for the honeyMillion dollar tickets make *****es look wickedSo you innocent hoes, aint got to like ta kick itI know you knows (uhh), cuz now my decimals (yep)Done fiend for the green, keep you itchin in your panty hoseYour eyes full of gleem (brrrmmph!)You wanna get on my team, and live my dreamCaptain of the ship is what Im boastinHit the three wheel motion, Im the shit when Im coastin (uh huh)Down the boulevard, flossin hardLights hit the chrome, dont go lick em like a movie starMoney makes me a savage (what it do? )Shit, I brake down the world for the cabbage (squeek rule)[ice cube]Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangstaKeep it gansta yall, keep it gangstaKeep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life)Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life)(chorus) {4:11}Niggas want that gutter shit***** that other shit, that play it for your mother shitAint the rugged shit {repeat}
