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Ice Cube - Extradition текст песни, lyrics

(Ice Cube Talking) 
Dear Mama, If some people came by the house lookin for me 
I'm innocent of anything they say I done 
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again 
But I will be back to California to see you 
Your son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube. 

Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run 
I swear I didn't do what they say I done (x2) 

[Verse 1] 
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer 
This bitch named Netoia, say they lookin for ya 
Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right) 
This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night) 
Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on 
Cos this the same street I got shot on 
So God bless Don Polla, double-s 
I gotta holla cos I'm smokin on double breath 
Freakin, niggaz be leakin, information 
Got the feds seekin, incarceration 
Niggaz say my name popped up 
Bitch hop up 
Nigga close the shop up 
They try to stop em 
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it 
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records 
Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies 
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties 

Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition 
I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em 
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks 
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath 

[Verse 2] 
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card 
It's so hard not to let em know where you are 
Tried to get a rent a car 
But he laughed when I showed him cash 
Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass 
Went to Vegas for the weekend 
Met a hoe down freakin 
Hey bitch, why you sneakin? 
Grabbed the paper out her hand 
Am I the man on the front page? (Fuck) 
Same height, same age (click-click) 
Rap gauge, put it down the G-way 
Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway 
She say "Let's hear the circle K" 
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay 
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado 
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle 
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya 
before I'm through, I'm going back to California 


[Verse 3] 
My boys Utah to Illinois 
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate 
All fifty states 
Can't wait till I'm back on my feet 
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep 
Low key you feds can't see me 
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three 
Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock 
Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock 
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes 
Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic 
I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby 
looking like he wanna rob me (Fuck) 
Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual 
Tried to turn me into a vegetable 
An I'm 'a sue all black and blue 
When I come to- hand cuff (Fuck y'all) 
Big grey bus, scandalous 
Cos they can't stand us 
They get excited and I try to fight it (mama) 
I'm going back to Cali to show, extradited 


(Ice Cube talking) 
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid 
Got to be the regular pictures 
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something 
I don't know. Like they playin with us, it's like a game 
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama 
It's my life

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