lirik lagu da lench mob - all on my nut sac
f/ ice cube
ice cube:
it’s like push, push, in the bush (man f-ck you)
you from the cluck crew
n-gg- i got money like a black man (man f-ck you)
jay-dee
negro you and your payroll
ice cube:
say ho this n-gg- got the yay-o
pump that sh-t from l.a. to san diego
now do you wanna join my crew?
jay-dee
man f-ck you n-gg-, i thought you knew
now i gotta lay you out, play you out
for sellin’ that sh-t all about
ice cube:
n-gg- i got clout
throughout the projects
jay-dee
yeah, for robbin’ black folks for their checks
now we gotta break necks
ice cube:
black man don’t flex on a brother
unless you a plain clothes, undercover
jay-dee
man f-ck you
you can’t get your slang on
but you got black folks singin that same song (yeah)
ice cube:
i used to get my bang on
now i got money anythang’s on
jay-dee
man f-ck you
because your dead wrong
use your mind black man
i can tell that your head strong
ice cube:
so what should i do?
work for $3.22?
“welcome to mcdonald’s may i please help you?”
i don’t think so homey don’t play that
jay-dee
yeah, but heres a gun,
can homey say gat? (yep)
so ease back
or we’ll peel your cap
‘cuz you can get a smack for that, black
ice cube:
so do you wanna join my crew?
jay-dee
punk, i don’t work for n-body (man f-ck you)
chorus:
(ice cube) i can tell, your all on my nutsac
(ice cube) motherf-ckin peasants is all on my nutsac
jay-dee
n-gg-s never thought dope-dealin would play out
so now they move way out
but n-gg- you can stay out – the ghetto
with your little baggies and sh-t
ice cube:
but i gotta buy my silk shirt and my khakis from the swap meet
jay-dee
yeah f-ckin’ with them defs you got beat
and whitey can’t wait to see yo’ -ss in the hot seat
ice cube:
man, f-ck you ‘cuz i got rocks in my pockets
get you so high n-gg-s call my sh-t rockets
money parlayin’, got my car layin’
bendin’ on the corner sellin’
crack to the corners motherf-cker
jay-dee
you’se a sucker
i hope a good ducker
looks like i’ma have to bust a cap on my brother (yeah)
ice cube:
so do you wanna join my crew?
jay-dee
i told your little -ss before (man f-ck you)
chorus:
(ice cube) it’s a shame, your all on my nutsac
(ice cube) and it’s apparent, yourall on my nutsac
jay-dee
driving through my hood
rollin in your crack car
basehead’s out the block chasing like a track star
ice cube:
i might let a few of them catch me
f-ck the police the motherf-ckers wanna stretch me
have a big n-gg- undress me
call me sweetheart or even s-xy
jay-dee
now who’s giving up the crack
and i ain’t talkin’ about the plastic sacs
man f-ck that, you gonna let jack play the mack
guaranteed to hit your -ss from the back
ice cube:
man f-ck you jay-dee
you got three babies
talkin’ that sh-t
punk, you can’t phase me
jay-dee
but my nine goes “buck-buck… pow!”
b-tch! (now look at you now)
ice cube:
man f-ck you!
jay-dee
a tiskcut a tasket
now look who’s in a casket
i knew i’d get your -ss one day
scandulous b-st-rd
artist: da lench mob
alb-m: guerillas in the mist
song t-tle: all on my nutsac
ice cube:
it’s like push, push, in the bush (man f-ck you)
you from the cluck crew
n-gg- i got money like a black man (man f-ck you)
jay-dee
negro you and your payroll
ice cube:
say ho this n-gg- got the yay-o
pump that sh-t from l.a. to san diego
now do you wanna join my crew?
jay-dee
man f-ck you n-gg-, i thought you knew
now i gotta lay you out, play you out
for sellin’ that sh-t all about
ice cube:
n-gg- i got clout
throughout the projects
jay-dee
yeah, for robbin’ black folks for their checks
now we gotta break necks
ice cube:
black man don’t flex on a brother
unless you a plain clothes, undercover
jay-dee
man f-ck you
you can’t get your slang on
but you got black folks singin that same song (yeah)
ice cube:
i used to get my bang on
now i got money anythang’s on
jay-dee
man f-ck you
because your dead wrong
use your mind black man
i can tell that your head strong
ice cube:
so what should i do?
work for $3.22?
“welcome to mcdonald’s may i please help you?”
i don’t think so homey don’t play that
jay-dee
yeah, but heres a gun,
can homey say gat? (yep)
so ease back
or we’ll peel your cap
‘cuz you can get a smack for that, black
ice cube:
so do you wanna join my crew?
jay-dee
punk, i don’t work for n-body (man f-ck you)
chorus:
(ice cube) i can tell, yourall on my nutsac
(ice cube) motherf-ckin peasants is all on my nutsac
jay-dee
n-gg-s never thought dope-dealin would play out
so now they move way out
but n-gg- you can stay out – the ghetto
with your little baggies and sh-t
ice cube:
but i gotta buy my silk shirt and my khakis from the swap meet
jay-dee
yeah f-ckin’ with them defs you got beat
and whitey can’t wait to see yo’ -ss in the hot seat
ice cube:
man, f-ck you ‘cuz i got rocks in my pockets
get you so high n-gg-s call my sh-t rockets
money parlayin’, got my car layin’
bendin’ on the corner sellin’
crack to the corners motherf-cker
jay-dee
you’se a sucker
i hope a good ducker
looks like i’ma have to bust a cap on my brother (yeah)
ice cube:
so do you wanna join my crew?
jay-dee
i told your little -ss before (man f-ck you)
chorus:
(ice cube) it’s a shame, yourall on my nutsac
(ice cube) and it’s apparent, yourall on my nutsac
jay-dee
driving through my hood
rollin in your crack car
basehead’s out the block chasing like a track star
ice cube:
i might let a few of them catch me
f-ck the police the motherf-ckers wanna stretch me
have a big n-gg- undress me
call me sweetheart or even s-xy
jay-dee
now who’s giving up the crack
and i ain’t talkin’ about the plastic sacs
man f-ck that, you gonna let jack play the mack
guaranteed to hit your -ss from the back
ice cube:
man f-ck you jay-dee
you got three babies
talkin’ that sh-t
punk, you can’t phase me
jay-dee
but my nine goes “buck-buck… pow!”
b-tch! (now look at you now)
ice cube:
man f-ck you!
jay-dee
a tiskcut a tasket
now look who’s in a casket
i knew i’d get your -ss one day
scandulous b-st-rd
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