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  Home - I - Ice Cube- Album Laugh Now, Cry Later (2006) Paroles - Lyrics


Ice Cube - Definition Of A West Coast G (Intro) 
Ice Cube - Why We Thugs  Lyrics
Ice Cube- Smoke Some Weed Lyrics
Ice Cube - Dimes & Nicks
Ice Cube - Child Support  Lyrics
Ice Cube - 2 Decades Ago (insert) 
Ice Cube - Doin' What It 'Pose 2Do  Lyrics
Ice Cube - Laugh Now, Cry Later Lyrics
Ice Cube - Stop Snitchin' Lyrics
Ice Cube - Go To Church Lyrics
Ice Cube - The Nigga Trapp Lyrics
Ice Cube - A History Of Violence 
Ice Cube - Growin' Up 
Ice Cube - Click, Clack - Get Back! 
Ice Cube - The Game Lord
Ice Cube - Chrome & Paint (featuring WC) 
Ice Cube - Steal The Show 
Ice Cube - You Gotta Lotta That 
Ice Cube - Spittin' Pollaseeds
Ice Cube - Holla @ Cha' Boy

Definition Of A West Coast G (Intro) 
Representin' South Centeral 
Representin' West Coast 
Ice Cube 

Definition Of A West Coast G 


Smoke Some Weed
[Ice Cube] 
Ice Cube motherfucker 
West coast motherfucker
George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley 
Rick James, knew how to throw a party 
"Smoke some weed!" 
Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech & Chong 
Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong 
Ricky Williams, fuck how Miami feelin 
"Smoke some weed!"
[Chorus: Ice Cube] 
This is West coast nigga thinkin 
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin 
I can give a fuck what you niggaz drinkin 
"Smoke some weed!" 
This is West coast nigga thinkin 
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin 
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinkin 
"Smoke some weed!"
[Ice Cube] 
If you a baller, nigga I'm a hall of famer 
Lion tamer, with two fo'-fifth flamers 
Understand, that yo' life's in danger 
Didn't your momma, tell you not to talk to strangers 
Lil' nigga, I'm the Hillside Strangler 
Have a banger, callin for the Lone Ranger 
Most rappers, they wanna fuck sangers 
I'm a nigga, that wanna bone T'Penga 
G4, pull it up out the hanger 
A lil' somethin, to fuel you niggaz anger 
The swine, I'm your face rearranger
In a mansion cause Jesus born in a manger 
Motherfucker, belong on Jerry Spranger
I'm a gangsta, up in your CD changer 
I'll gank ya, for 20 bucks then I'll thank ya 
Police, still get the middle fanger
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube] 
Lil' niggaz, don't try this at home 
Momma in the bathroom leave her ass alone 
Cause she probably takin chronic straight to the dome 
Go play you lil' fucker, stop bein grown 
Dave Chappelle, 50 million and a throne 
With a big Zulu bitch, nigga gettin blown 
Watch your tone, if your wear Coppertone 
Go back to Africa used to be a theme song 
I'm in the zone, do anybody got a zone 
I ain't your poppa, but daddy is a rolling stone 
Youse a clone, who don't know the shit you on 
Unless it's on, a motherfuckin ringtone 
I'm in {?}, with two bottles of Patron 
You need a loan, to fuck with the Family Stone 
Nigga go on, tell 'em Ice Cube is home 
Gorilla niggaz, here come King Kong
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker 
West coast motherfucker 
"Smoke some weed!" 
Why We Thugs
[Intro]
Yeah 
Every hood's the same [2X] 
Come on
[Chorus] 
They give us guns and drugs 
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs 
They wanna count the slugs 
Then come around here and fuck with us (Uh huh) 
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs 
They wanna count the slugs 
Then come around here and fuck with us
[Verse 1]
I'm from the land of the gang bang 
Since I was little, ain't a god damn thang changed 
It's the same ol same 
Bush run shit like Sadaam Hussien 
I cock and aim, clinically insane 
To deal with this bullshit day to day 
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay 
You bitches wanna throw me up in pelican's bay 
Call me an animal up in the system 
But who's the animal that built this prison 
Who's the animal that invented lower living 
The projects, thank god for Russell Simmons 
Thank god for Sugarhill 
I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grill 
Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids 
How these ghetto niggaz taken over showbiz
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] 
It's boyz in the hood, it's toys in the hood 
Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood 
Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood 
Nigga killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real) 
Cause when niggaz get tribal 
It's all about survival, nobody liable 
I got caught by five-oh 
Grandmama came to court with her bible 
But when the judge hit the gavel 
Now I'm too far from my family to travel (Fuck) 
I just came unraveled 
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled 
Owned by C.A, State Property 
Just like the year fifteen fifty three 
Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] 
(Damn) I can't take the pressure 
Pulled the fo-fo up out the dresser 
Grabbed the weight up out the closet 
Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it 
Y'all know what happened last time I lost it 
Can't tell you niggaz what the fuckin boss did 
The game got a nigga exhausted 
Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered 
Twenty years for what? 
Breaking these laws that's so corrupt 
Taking these halls and fillin 'em up 
Some powder cake shit that's about to erupt 
Ay y'all, I'm about to be stuck 
Until the year two thousand, what the fuck? 
In the hood, don't press your luck 
Cause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up
[Chorus]
[Outro] 
Every hood's the same [3X] 
Every hood's the same [2X] 
Stop trippin on it 
Every hood's the same [3X] 
Every hood's the same [2X] 

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