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ice cube – go to church lyrics


(feat. lil jon, snoop dogg)

[snoop dogg]
n-gg- you need to stop snitchin!
all that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin
n-gg- if you scared, go to church
you knew the job was dangerous when you took it

whattup it’s the big boss dogg
snoop do-double-g, eastside lbc
and i’m bobbin to the beat of my og homeboy ice cube
and i’m c-walkin on the motherf-ckin concrete

[intro: ice cube]
yo if you’re f-cked up, put your cups up
ice cube and snoop dogg, n-gg- what’s up
see he’s a gangster, i’m a hustler
yo it’s either thank ya, or it’s f-ck ya

[ice cube + (lil jon)]
i’m down with lil jon ain’t got to pretend (yeah!)
“crunk juice” n-gg- run the club that you in (hey!)
you scary motherf-ckers don’t wanna bring the ruckus (nah!)
you just spend all your time in the club tryin to duck us (what?)
and if you walk by n-gg-, i’ma knock fire n-gg-
from yo’ -ss, you can come try n-gg- (hey!)
in the hood, all the way down south (yeah!)
i ain’t mike jones, keep my name out’cha mouth b-tch (mike jones)
we can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
look at mr. jackson, n-gg- with no reaction
if you scared, go to church, we gon’ hit you where it hurts
that don’t work, we’ll put you in the dirt
cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey)
lyrics full of steroids, n-gg-z paranoid (hey)
and when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
when you realize your favorite rapper ain’t got no nuts

[chorus 2x: ice cube + (lil jon)]
if you a scared motherf-cker go to church (go to church)
if you a gutter motherf-cker do your dirt (a do your dirt)
if you a down motherf-cker put in work (a put in work)
if you a crazy motherf-cker go berzerk (a go berzerk!)

[snoop dogg]
click clackin, pistol-packin, crip raggin folio
who the only n-gg- in the club with the toolio
you ain’t know? yeah you did; there it was, there it is
“is that coolio?” naw b-tch, let me in
jibba-jabba sn-tcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
hang out with kidnappers and jackers
make money off crackers; can you imagine how i keep sh-t crackin?
it’s the big boss dogg i’m back in action and smashin
i flash with the bling i sur-p-ss the supreme
you don’t really wanna have a clash with my team
i mix hash with the green i’m the, last of the kings
if i got a b-tch with me she got -ss in them jeans
rollin through yo’ neighborhood, my cadillac so clean
servin all you suckers cause you all dopefiends
just like that dopeman, n-gg- what’s up?
you run up with that bullsh-t i’ll f-ck yo’ -ss up


[lil jon: repeat 2x]
you scared, you scared
you scared motherf-cker you scared
you scared (you scared) you scared (you scared)
you scared motherf-cker you scared (you scared)


[ice cube + (lil jon)]
it goes one for the money (hey) two for the show (yeah)
three for the p-ssy, fo’ for the glow (hey)
five for the rookies, six for the pros (nah)
seven for the numbers of them f-ckin zeroes (what?)
eight for haters, nine for the cause
ten for my n-gg-z, behind big bars (hey)
f-ck these devils, and they laws (yeah!)
never question the size of ice cube’s b-lls