[Chorus]
Woooo, do you wanna pimp wit this guy
Do a buck on a ninety-five
Run with them hookers when they payin sheen
Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta...
Shittt, don`t play wit me, and in the game I`m as real as they come
Threw the knife, baby, out of the sun
Even a susperstar, Cuz I`m a gangsta...
[W.C.]
Now let`s get one thing straight
You fuckin with a nigga thats liable to catch a case
I`ll turn ya birthday into your worst day
Bitch I`ll have you on a high-speed chase on the first day
Umm, try `n throw, I`m so, affiliated
This greenery got me sedated, I`m feelin faded
Hood life, the life of a robber on chrome wires n switches
A nigga wit mo` crimes to riches
A ghetto jumpstart, Post it up with the tiny homies in my momma`s front yard
A hood pioneer, can`t function without the smell of gunpowder
And fish fryin` in the air
I`m a sheist nigga, Check for ice nigga
Bitch, You got the wrong nigga if you want a nice nigga
I`m Dub C, fuck a MC, catch me in a MC on a buck twenty, Bitch fuck wit me...
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Some bitches don`t believe I can spit that `Izm
Till they wind up wit dick all in `em.
Till they find theyself pullin` off denim
Intoxicated, off this venom
I kick game, big game, Nickname
Insane, Ice Cube spit flame
Yall niggaz gone feel it down-range
Body feel strange (Blah!!) No brain
I`m a throwback, that know how a gangsta do it and a hoe` act
Get off tha dick if you don`t wanna blow dat
Cuz bitches trip the Bulls, act like Prozac.
Now there`s Gangsta-ism, and tribalism
I`m o Send " Izm" Ringtone to your Cell