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Artist:2pac
Songs Title:last wordz

Ice Cube's in the mutha-******' house
The ****** you love to hate

Ice Cube's in the mutha-******' house
The ****** you love to hate

Ice Cube's in the mutha-******' house
Yo, here comes the ****** with the ruff, terror

The paranoid, gots to get the boy

Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a headbanger
Yah, I got a gang of ******ts
Styles guns my Uzzie wieghts a mutha-******' ton
Bucking down one, bucking down two

Bucking down your crew, mutha ****** you
Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black

'Cause god damn its a brand new payback
****** Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a ******
On tha trigga, the zigga, the zag, the nickel, the bag
The ******, the sag, the forty five mag, got you runnin' like a fag
So, keep your mutha-******' jokes

'Cuz, I'm that ****** with a fresh pair of locs, no yokes but smokes

Crakers and them dirty mackers friends aren't jackers
Get yah for your drawers, young ******s out to kill for cars

Ice T in the mutha ******' house
Ice T in the mutha ******' house
Ice T in the mutha ******' house

Ice T in the mutha ******' house

Ice T in the mutha ******' house

Oh, to the mutha ******' G I break crazy
A lot of ******s hate me but they can't fade me
Stop me, clock me, cops wanna glock me
Mutha ******, mutha ******, pigs can't stop me
Uhh, am I a G, I got proof
Banged in my youth, keep ******s on the roof
With a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope
Tupac string a ****** up, hit the mob ******
So what's up Punk
You want what I got step to me wrong ****** around and get shot
Your mom's crying ****** her, bust her
****** start screaming to me and I'll dust her
Pops got the LP phat, track on hit

Laid by the mutha ******' Bobcat
Ninety three suckas want me to go out
Throw the hoe out, ****** mutha ****** I'm rich
Tupac's in the mutha ******' house
Tupac's in the mutha ******' house

Tupac's in the mutha ******' house

Tupac's in the mutha ******' house

Got any last wordz

Now they're after me, why? 'Cuz a ******s black
Sit back, ain't afraid to pull a triggar back
Let 'em come step to a real mutha-******
Mama ain't raised no suckers

Dan Quayle, don't you know you need to get your ass kicked
Where was you when there was ******s in the caskets?
Mutha-****** rednecks all the same

Feel a real ****** if he ain't balled and chained
That's why we burn ******t and wreck
'Cuz the punk police ain't learned ******t yet
You mutha-******as gonna pay the price
Can't make a Black life, don't take a Black life
It's on, the next real ****** fall dead
Dred, Jheri Curl, process, or bald head
Be prepared for the smoke to bust
What ******s need to do is start loc'in up
United we stand, divided we fall
They can shoot one ****** but they can't take us all
Let's get along with the Mexicans

And we can all have peace on the sets again
Imagine that if it took place

Keeping the smile off their white fakes
I ain't racist but let's trade places
Trace the hate 'n face it

One ****** teach two ******s, three teach four ******s
And them ******s teach more ******s
And when we blast that'll be the biggest blast you've heard
And them is my last wordz
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