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ice cube - ice cube freestyle (kam diss) lyrics

[intro]
ice cube
from the west side connect gang
puttin’ it down on this underground tape
check the [?]

[verse]
i regulate on ya’ll bustas, the west way
n+ggas can’t see me on they best day
come one, come all, stand tall, i have a ball f+ckin’ all y’all
when it comes to this gangsta sh+t, i’m the king
kiss the ring don’t say a motherf+ckin’ thing, stop starin’
with mo hits than hank aaron, n+gga
you know, five [?] in a row
now which one of ya’ll n+ggas could see me?
i’m like harry, f+ckin’ whodini in a beanie
so put me on your next record, how the f+ck you gon’ tell me
i wrecks a whole lp
so tell me that i’m wrong
n+ggas sayin’ that’s thеy favorite song, i’m king f+ckin’ kong
i gets deep to freak thе n+gga [?] technique, have ya p+ssin’ blood for a week
so pass me the lupe and i shoot up the coupe
a few [?] n+ggas and [?] everybody k!lla
cross ’em out and put a k is what i say
i spray chest cavities, bring down the gravity
n+ggas mad at me i can’t believe
pullin’ hoe cards but got one up they sleeve
shut the f+ck up ‘fore you get set the f+ck up, stomach open, chokin’, wake the f+ck up chokin’, on ya own blood
it’s like the flood of mississippi
miss me, diss me, you history
turn your sperm into a germ, on sherm make ya funky worm burn ’till you squirm ([?] [?])
so many suckers in the industry, pass the hennessey so my enemies’ll think it’s ten of me
so when ya face me, you can mace me, i still flip a serial k!lla john wayne gacy
only h+ll knows, i break ya motherf+ckin’ elbows, bailin’ through ya hood in jail clothes
every b+tch in the area like my style (tadow)
hoes be singin’ “tadow, how you like me now”
pullin’ up to the liquor store, only ghetto hoes can open suicide doors
i’m like don king in the ring, it’s all about the bucks, hair f+cked up so
remember the alimo n+gga, you better go and get your calico n+gga
you got it out for me but i’m takin’ all your shots like scarface on the balcony
stick my pistol in your gristle, might launch a missile, don’t whistle, shut the f+ck up
see ice cube live
get tickets as low as $34
[outro]
west side for life, n+gga
f+ck them other fools
fresh, for 96, you wack ass motherf+ckers

- ice cube lyrics

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