Текст (слова) песни: Ice Cube - Pushin Weight Remix

[clark kent]

What if I get that nigga ice cube to do another joint?

With my nigga noreaga this time (thugged out)

And my nigga from philly lil gil?

Niggas dont know what the fucks gon happen next

Yall niggas might just have problems, these niggas bout to shit

[noreaga]

Ay-yo, iraq, shit, yo I own that land

With-a, lord amiya like the rest of the clan

My man karate kai, he like still in the can

Bless this, go to u.i. like the rest of the fam

These little niggas growin up, straight diggin they lives

Aint really fuckin with the two, now they fuckin with five

But its, sad to see the hood mad at me

Cause I went from nore to your majesty

The same niggas that I gruffd wit and threw up with

And the same motherfuckers that I grew up with

Had free lunch with, played stickball with

Now-a-days they like papi on some frontin shit

Fuck noreaga, now Im melvin flynt

Yo the hustler, I aint a player, Im just a hustler

(damn) niggas thatll love ya, and straight touch ya

Yo its drastic, hit you with the glock plastic

What, run you over with the van-tastic

N-o-r-e, spit rhymes professionaly

Your boy, ? dunn gone dead? wanna run with me

Every pass you throw will get intercepted

International thug, youre just domestic

I drink shmirnoff, alcohol infected. its like...

Chorus: ice cube and noreaga

[noreaga: what what in background continuously]

Cube: I push rhymes like weight

I push rhymes like weight a yeah-yeah!

*repeat 3x*

[ice cube]

I heard you stopped, cant rap ho

You niggas duck from the schrapnel

Im pushin weight like a fat sew

Ghetto fab, Im in the city again (be-atch)

Got you motherfuckers lookin shitty again (be-atch)

See that nigga noreaga got them zig-zags

And our mags got you fags wearin shit bags

For life, nigga we could do life or do it right

Tonight, nigga, we can earn stripes and blast mics

Talk about the steppin off

A motherfucker aint never been the underboss

Always I blaze in hallways, all days

You bitches aint nothin but frugas

Yeah-yeah, you better ask about me - poppa doc

And ask every freak you know: who got the cock?

So blaze one for the nation, I take vacation, offa conversation

Give niggas irritation, cause I dont rap about the nation

Get the catalogue, I battle dogs, and well see, only the strong will

Survive

Fuck the source and the vibe (fuck em)

We dont ride, we drive-by

We westside, nigga realize, we alive

So you can get beef, lewinsky

Double-double say cheese, butt naked please

Chorus

[gilly the kid]

Yo, its a shame though, lil niggas messin up the game, yo

Heard me spit and all a sudden got the same flow (gilly rule!)

I die in the streets thats how the game go

Ima tell you one more time, now let your chain go

I shoot to kill, you blast but you aim low

A ground shooter, me surrounded by troopers

Pretty women, gorgeous feet, with round hooters

You was born to fail, gonna die around losers

Bitch niggas get scared straight

But rich niggas cop a ninety-nine benz september of ninety-eight

I ran up on you clowns with a nine on the waist

Run in your face, blot in your space, findin your safe

See you really are the fake we the cats that wont break

You niggas start snitchin at your day upstate

So on that note, when you come home, Im pop you with the eight

At both of your kneecaps, where your weave be at (damn)

You little sissy, on the streets, you was real pretty

Went to jail, got a story to tell, now you biggie?

See Im the sure shots, you cats is the maybes

Im the real thing and you niggas is frugasis

Crazy fake diamonds, fake shinin

And if you got less than nine and a half, you fake grindin

Name other trio thats fuckin with us rhymin

Gil, cube, and nore

A whole different story

Chorus

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Niggas dont know what the fucks gon happen next Yall niggas might just have problems, these niggas bout to shit [noreaga] Ay-yo, iraq, shit, yo I own that land With-a, lord amiya like the rest of the clan My man karate kai, he like still in the can Bless this, go to u.i. like the rest of the fam These little niggas growin up, straight diggin they lives Aint really fuckin with the two, now they fuckin with five But its, sad to see the hood mad at me Cause I went from nore to your majesty The same niggas that I gruffd wit and threw up with And the same motherfuckers that I grew up with Had free lunch with, played stickball with Now-a-days they like papi on some frontin shit Fuck noreaga, now Im melvin flynt Yo the hustler, I aint a player, Im just a hustler (damn) niggas thatll love ya, and straight touch ya Yo its drastic, hit you with the glock plastic What, run you over with the van-tastic N-o-r-e, spit rhymes professionaly Your boy, ? dunn gone dead? wanna run with me Every pass you throw will get intercepted International thug, youre just domestic I drink shmirnoff, alcohol infected. its like... Chorus: ice cube and noreaga [noreaga: what what in background continuously] Cube: I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight a yeah-yeah! repeat 3x [ice cube] I heard you stopped, cant rap ho You niggas duck from the schrapnel Im pushin weight like a fat sew Ghetto fab, Im in the city again (be-atch) Got you motherfuckers lookin shitty again (be-atch) See that nigga noreaga got them zig-zags And our mags got you fags wearin shit bags For life, nigga we could do life or do it right Tonight, nigga, we can earn stripes and blast mics Talk about the steppin off A motherfucker aint never been the underboss Always I blaze in hallways, all days You bitches aint nothin but frugas Yeah-yeah, you better ask about me - poppa doc And ask every freak you know: who got the cock? So blaze one for the nation, I take vacation, offa conversation Give niggas irritation, cause I dont rap about the nation Get the catalogue, I battle dogs, and well see, only the strong will Survive Fuck the source and the vibe (fuck em) We dont ride, we drive-by We westside, nigga realize, we alive So you can get beef, lewinsky Double-double say cheese, butt naked please Chorus [gilly the kid] Yo, its a shame though, lil niggas messin up the game, yo Heard me spit and all a sudden got the same flow (gilly rule!) I die in the streets thats how the game go Ima tell you one more time, now let your chain go I shoot to kill, you blast but you aim low A ground shooter, me surrounded by troopers Pretty women, gorgeous feet, with round hooters You was born to fail, gonna die around losers Bitch niggas get scared straight But rich niggas cop a ninety-nine benz september of ninety-eight I ran up on you clowns with a nine on the waist Run in your face, blot in your space, findin your safe See you really are the fake we the cats that wont break You niggas start snitchin at your day upstate So on that note, when you come home, Im pop you with the eight At both of your kneecaps, where your weave be at (damn) You little sissy, on the streets, you was real pretty Went to jail, got a story to tell, now you biggie? See Im the sure shots, you cats is the maybes Im the real thing and you niggas is frugasis Crazy fake diamonds, fake shinin And if you got less than nine and a half, you fake grindin Name other trio thats fuckin with us rhymin Gil, cube, and nore A whole different story Chorus Нравится песня? 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