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(Ice 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-muth*rfking-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 b*tch named latoya,say they lookin for ya
Got to get the fk out of here (yeah right)
This b*tch dimmed the lights (nigg*, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to fk up and got on
Cause this the same street I got shot on
So God bless the impala, double-s
I gotta holla cause I'm smokin on double breath
Freakin, be leakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
say my name popped up
b*tch hop up
nigg* close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me a**hole naked
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
nigg* gettin skinny eating dennys
Count n'pennys,only got a bag fulla twenties
Chorus
Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fk em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a s**t-? box
Verse 2
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let em know who 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 fo freakin
Hey b*tch, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page? (fk)
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 obey
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
rob'd him down for his wallet and navodo
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 Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
All fifty states
Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this b*tch 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 stop to get a little c*ck
Now I got bangin and little rock
I'm going back to Cali whest bound with my strikes
Don't give a fk who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherfker in the lobby
looking like he wanna rob me (fk)
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 (fk y'all)
Big grey bus, scandalous
Cuz 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
