Extradition歌词
作曲 : Stephen Anderson/O'Shea Jackson
(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-muther*******-cube.
[hook]
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 ************ named netoia, say they lookin for ya
Got to get the ******* out of here (yeah right)
This ************ dimmed the lights (*******, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to ******* 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, *******z be leakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
*******z say my name popped up
************ hop up
******* close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
******* gettin skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
[chorus]
Listen, these feds fi************n for this extradition
I'm on a mission, ******* em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a ************t-?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 ************, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am i the man on the front page? (*******)
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 *******z 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
(hook)
(chorus)
[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 ************ 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 ******
Now i got *******z bangin and lootin rock
I'm going back to cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a ******* who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when i seen that mother****** in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob me (*******)
Federal, don't like no black hetero, ***ual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An i'm 'a sue all black and blue
When i come to- hand cuff (******* 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
(hook)
(chorus)
(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
(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-muther*******-cube.
[hook]
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 ************ named netoia, say they lookin for ya
Got to get the ******* out of here (yeah right)
This ************ dimmed the lights (*******, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to ******* 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, *******z be leakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
*******z say my name popped up
************ hop up
******* close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
******* gettin skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
[chorus]
Listen, these feds fi************n for this extradition
I'm on a mission, ******* em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a ************t-?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 ************, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am i the man on the front page? (*******)
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 *******z 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
(hook)
(chorus)
[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 ************ 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 ******
Now i got *******z bangin and lootin rock
I'm going back to cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a ******* who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when i seen that mother****** in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob me (*******)
Federal, don't like no black hetero, ***ual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An i'm 'a sue all black and blue
When i come to- hand cuff (******* 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
(hook)
(chorus)
(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
