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Versuri Ice Cube - Extradition
Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera I > Versuri Ice Cube > War & Peace Vol. 1 (The War Disc - ExtraditionIce 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 mutherfucking 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 bitch named Netoia, say they lookin for ya  
 Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)  
 This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)  
 Bust a quick nut, got to fuck 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, niggaz be leakin, information  
 Got the feds seekin, incarceration  
 Niggaz say my name popped up  
 Bitch hop up  
 Nigga close the shop up  
 They try to stop em  
 My cash flow leave me asshole neck it  
 Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records  
 Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies  
 Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties  
  
 [Chorus]  
 Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition  
 I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em  
 I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks  
 Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?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 bitch, why you sneakin?  
 Grabbed the paper out her hand  
 Am I the man on the front page? (Fuck)  
 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 niggaz 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 you're taught at Illonois  
 Set the poise, so I can infiltrate  
 All fifty states  
 Can't wait till I'm back on my feet  
 Switch and shake this bitch 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 cock  
 Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock  
 I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes  
 Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic  
 I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby  
 looking like he wanna rob me (Fuck)  
 Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual  
 Tried to turn me into a vegetable  
 An I'm 'a sue all black and blue  
 When I come to- hand cuff (Fuck 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
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