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    Ice Cube

    Check Yo Self (Remix)

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    2:45
    6.33 MB
    320 kbps
    101

    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    [CHORUS:]

    So come on and chick-ity-check yo self before you wreck yo self



    You betta check yo self for you wreck yo self

    Cause Im bad for your health

    I come real stealth

    Droppin bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms

    Do without one mother nigga wit yo Alpine

    Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know

    And friends know, we got that indoe

    Yo Im not a sucka, sittin in A House of Pain

    And no Im not the butler, Ill cut ya

    Head-butt ya, you say you cant touch this

    And I wouldnt touch ya, punk motherfucker

    Here to let you know boy, oh boy

    I make dough, but dont call me Dough-Boy

    This aint no fuckin picture

    A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit ya

    And hit ya, makin they yack to the neck

    So you better run a check



    [CHORUS]



    Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played

    Cause they bitch may pullin out a switchblade

    Thats kinda trifle, cause thats a knife-o AK-47, assault rifle

    Hold the fifty, Im nifty now, [Watch out now]

    I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank

    But steady talkin shit in the holdin tank

    First you wanna step to me, now your ass screamin for the deputy

    They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row, now the runnin up in ya slow

    Youre God, used to be the Don Juan, now your name is just Twan

    Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck, you better run a check



    [CHORUS]

    Big dicks in ya ass is bad for your health



    If youre foul you better run a make on that license plate you coulda had a V8

    Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium

    I got six and Im aimin em

    Will I bus or keep you guessin

    Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin

    Bitch, get off the wood, you no good

    There goes the neighborhood hooker

    Go ahead and keep your drawers

    givin up the claps and who needs applause at a

    time like this, pop ya coochie and ya dead

    Bitch is a Miami Hurricane head

    Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs

    Nappy dugout, get the fuck out

    Cause women like you gets no respect

    Bitch, you better run a check



    [CHORUS]



    Cause bitches like you is bad for my health

    Cause the Lench Mob is bad for ya health



    Nine-trey, remix, old school tip, yeah

    Its like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from goin under
    [ Check Yo Self (Remix) Lyrics ]


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