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There are eight wonders of the world You are now about to witness, the ninth This man needs no introduction One of the forefathers of Gangsta Rap Mr. Fuck The Police himself From South-Central Los Angeles Ice Cube Gangsta, gangsta, tell me how you done it? Take it worldwide, but keep it one-hundred Straight runnin', America's most wanted (Who?) Y'all can pump your brakes, I'ma gun it Might wreck, yeah, I cause damage Niggas on my shit like a fuckin' chicken sandwich Fightin' in the drive-thru From here to the Bayu, crippin' to Pyru I'll rather have some barbecue And talk about the tendencies of our real enemies We gotta figure it out While some motherfuckers want to nigga it out I keep ten toes down and they grip the ground Head too big, to fit the crown The fat lady sing, that's all she wrote I got to be the greatest if I ain't the G.O.A.T., nigga Now, this man's favorite word is "Bitch" Letras de cancionesHe loves it so much that he had it trademarked And tattooed on his left-arm Comin' from the Eastside of Oakland with seventy-five girls One of 'em might be your baby mama Please welcome, Too $hort Yeah, most of that shit is true I make a whole lot of motherfuckin' money too (Bitch) And I don't need nothin' from you But you can give me all that when I come through That's what I told her, yeah, I'm gettin' older I'm still here tho, 'cause my game is colder I stay in it, but I'm not too loud I do a whole lot of shit I don't talk about 'Cause I don't need to brag when I'm gettin' the bag I'm too used to it, you probably new to it Gettin' billions, but don't forget who you are Or where you come from, you a superstar Quit doin' you, 'cause you could never be me Thirty-five years, longevity I went straight to the top, no gravity And you still lookin' up to me, like I'm your Papi' Yeah, yeah, yeah Please stand for the ambassador of the Bay The hustler, the entrepreneur The tycoon, the doom with the shroom King of slang, back on spirits and wine, fellatio zone E-40 I ain't got time to be draggin', me and my organization got to eat Make a million up in my section, generational wealth is what I see Off pushin' the game at a young age with my renegades Had us all off at [?] with a 32 and a 20-gauge (20-gauge) Wherever you from, it's how you comin', where you at? (Where you at) Everywhere I go I carry a gat, I got your back (Blast) They want me to pass the torch, but I'm from Upworth (The Bay) But that ain't gon' happen, even if I was a corpse (Okay?) The way that I'm makin' my mils, I'm paraplatin Come from a town where we had to prove ourself, L.A Most underappreciated bathroom on the planet Fuck you game goofy suckers, you squeers will never understand it Imagine my male-figure if I buy a house in Carmero (Carmero) The goon with the spoon, silver rito's like Taco Bell (Taco Bell) I came with the spoon, a sausage just like a [?] Bitch I'm a tycoon, y'all winnin' liquor for sale(Bitch) Now is the time for the dog of all dogs The Big Dogg, The Tomic Dogg Mr. 2-1-3, Long Beach, is in the building Everybody, hide your weed 'Cause he'll smoke you out a house at home Throw your lighters up for Snoop Dogg Nigga what y'all for? Comin' in is the boss, drippin' with sauce Bitch it ain't my fault, the fights are fault And all the cars I bought Two-time villain, ain't no tellin,' if you cold Take that loss, don't get crossed Ring them bells, stay G, we broke, we fail No details, we ring bells We the grandkids of the slaves y'all couldn't kill For that ill-will y'all put on us Always got your motherfuckin' foot on us Ain't no escapin' facts, so for that Motherfucker, take that And every nigga that I'm with is invincible But welcome to the school, nigga, I am your principal And did I mention (What?) That I'm the crook that can cook in the crippin' kitchen Awh, and there you have it A razzmatazz, a blast from the past Mount Westmore, can you believe it? E-40, Snoop Dogg, Too $hort, and Ice Cube Yahaa From Letras Mania