Ice Cube - The Game Lord lyrics

I love chrome and paint, lookin for some motherfuckin corners to bank

West coast what the fuck you thank?

Everybody here off weed and drank (everybody)

Before you check my rims

When you leave the parking lot, check ya limbs

You better check ya friends

and see if ya baby momma left with them

Blacks and Mexicans - stop all that bullshit in the pen

Understand that is us verse them

They can give a fuck if we sink or swim

They give us guns and drugs

then wonder why in the fuck we thugs

I got to show my ass

to thank these motherfuckers for my past

In South Central, Los Angeles - Grandmama smoke cannabis

Granddaughter wanna dance and shit, her own momma can't stand the bitch

If you fuckin up, pray to the game lord

Wanna bust a nut? Pray to the game lord

Nigga get ya cup, pray to the game lord

You can throw it up, pray to the game lord

I love where I from, hungry ass niggaz better get you some

Smart ass niggaz play dumb

Y'all can't fuck with the city I run

If I snap my fingers, better curl up just like a fetus

I hope you know Jesus

because if you don't, boy you will see us

Where? Up in your house, two double barrels up in your mouth

You got some 'splainin to do

and don't get the line 'cause we aiming at you

(Ewww!) It's a doggy dog world baby, you a nut and I'ma squirrel baby

Can I get ya in my world baby?

Can ya grease my Jheri curl baby?

Did you flip yo' wig

to let Michael Jackson baby sit yo' kids?

That nigga old as hell

They need to throw the motherfuckin momma in jail

Let 'em know

Fuck wit this if you want to, the game lord will punish you

Punish us if we ain't true, to the game like we 'pose to

I'm the game lord, y'all come now

Casanova niggaz, got the sun down

Run down every hoe that wanna go shoppin

Get they kids, take 'em to the mall, buy 'em somethin

Are you a gentleman?

Big bear wit a nigga named Gentle Ben

Ladies, he'll be yo' friend

Wait for the cable guy - even let him in

Not me, I won't flex or bend

just 'cause a hoe promise me some trim

You better get wit the rest of them

'cause can't none of y'all even fuck wit Kim

Some niggaz was born wit hoe in 'em

I was put on this Earth to spit ism

And I shall return like it's written

And slay all the suckers who be sippin