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ice cube - holla @ cha' boy lyrics

[ice cube]
i knew you n-gg-z would be back
see, see, you need to f-ck with me y’knahmean?
yeah, you need to holla at your boy man (holla)
stop f-ckin with them punk n-gg-z man with that sh-t
(that’s what you get)
that sh-t stepped on n-gg- (that’s what you get)
i got that raw, i got that… ungh!

[intro: ice cube]
twenty-fo’ seven – holla at your boy
what you need baby? c’mon with it – holla at your boy
i got it all day, in the hallway – holla at your boy
sick of that blow up – holla at your boy

[ice cube]
that’s what you get for f-ckin with them n-gg-z
come and see me for that real og
he a oz, i’m a whole ki’
dope as a motherf-cker, son a whole seed
b-tches fiend for it, then they lean for it
it ain’t cocaine, but they wanna still blow it
what you need, what you need
hoes offer me the pink slip and the deed (yes indeed)
treat it just like weed
hit the right end then p-ss it to her friend (uh-huh)
i’m a hustler, you a customer
them other n-gg-z you like, straight f-ckin ya
some of ’em lyin (yup) most of ’em trickin
others are dyin, some of ’em victims
when you come from south central la
that sh-t is like dirt weed, a n-gg- got a headache (holla)

[chorus: ice cube]
if you want it raw now, make the call now
look me up n-gg- – holla at your boy
fiendin for that good sh-t, take a look b-tch
what you need baby – holla at your boy
i got it all day, in the hallway
on broadway – holla at your boy
sick of that blow up, gettin stepped on
n-gg- come on home – holla at your boy

[ice cube]
“ice cube!” back then they used to f-ck me
now that i’m hot these b-tches still love me
(why?) cause i’m far from ugly
everywhere i go they wanna kiss and hug me
they say “dopeman, dopeman!
i got your money don’t turn into konnan”
don’t wanna see the g-hand (b-tch)
i am the man from here to cleveland
don’t get mad, i get e-van
try to shake the van, think you’re sleep-an
oh my god this n-gg-‘s leak-in
somebody best to call the deacon (uh-huh)
any dose is a overdose
leave your punk–ss dead or a comatose (yeah)
and if you don’t wanna listen
my sh-t’ll crack you out like tyrone bigguns

[chorus]

[ice cube]
holla, yeah
but don’t 2-way a n-gg-
b-tch that ain’t nothin but a transcript
dumb b-tch (i’ll holla)
don’t 2-way a n-gg- man (i’ll holla)
d-mn!

[chorus]

[ice cube]
20 years
i’ve been servin you fiends for 20 years
why would you f-ck with anybody else, ha?
that’s why you’re f-cked up right now, ain’t it?
you need to get at me
you know i got it, and i know you want it
– holla at your boy

[mike epps]
c’mon cube let me rap on here
i’m, i’m just tryin to sack somethin up!

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