作词 : Ice Cube, Mo'Suave 作曲 : Tristan Jones/O'Shea Jackson I check it in on the west coast (ask about me) I check it in in the dirty south (a-yeay) I check it in in the mid-west (hustle, man) I check it in on the east coast (the hustle gang) (look at me) (don matta') (poppa don) [ice cube] Check my blood pressure, They think they fresher than the don Prescription pills to keep me calm, *****, i'm da bomb! In the black testerosa, Sippin' on mimosa, A bleedin' ?nosa? I'm in the west, we ain't got the ?nego? Give me sicko kilos from puerto rico When i okay it, So much cheese, you got to weigh it Never thought these ****** was the feds 'freeze' was the sound I started lettin' off rounds, Lay the whole ****in' room down I don't wanna see your honor, Ratha eat pirhana from benny hana, Smokin' ********* in my sauna, I done hade it with these attics and faggots, They them rattic causin' static, Bring me my a-u-t-o-matic, Oh ****** wanna se how we ride *****, you know the mutha****in' side, World mutha****in' wide. [chorus] Make yo' hustle official, And them ****** that's wit' you, Gotta push tha issue, On the fools that dis you, Whether pump or pistol, When it's up in yo' gristle, Hand yo' mama a tissue, If i decide to kiss you. *hook* (replace 'a-yeay' with 'ask about me') Can you dig her? It's the bigger, seven-figure, super ***** Wit' the triggas at yo' dome, We like to roam, Through yo' mutha****in' home like a comb And find the money that's gone And we'll take you, shake you, Break you, take two, Play you on wit' the chrome, ***** shoot! Execute, they try to electrocute I got too much loot Ya say i'm on yo' hit list, You ****** miss, Tryin' to turn my mutha****in' cheese into swiss Rappers make bucks and i can hear it, Hard to fear it, 'cuz i know you grew up on my lyrics It's the boss player, Never lost hair over assholes, Blast holes in you mutha****in' tadpoles Like a bullfrog, ***** i'm a bullhog, Guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog Where millions never gave a **** about sicilians, Or killas on t.v. can see, We got the real ones So check yo' mutha****in cd-rom And your world wide web, dot com, It's the don mega! *chorus* *hook* [mr. short khop, (ice cube)] What cha call it? (the hustle gang) x3 What cha call it? (hustle, man) [ice cube] Ask about me x2
作词 : Ice Cube, Mo'Suave 作曲 : Tristan Jones/O'Shea Jackson I check it in on the west coast (ask about me) I check it in in the dirty south (a-yeay) I check it in in the mid-west (hustle, man) I check it in on the east coast (the hustle gang) (look at me) (don matta') (poppa don) [ice cube] Check my blood pressure, They think they fresher than the don Prescription pills to keep me calm, *****, i'm da bomb! In the black testerosa, Sippin' on mimosa, A bleedin' ?nosa? I'm in the west, we ain't got the ?nego? Give me sicko kilos from puerto rico When i okay it, So much cheese, you got to weigh it Never thought these ****** was the feds 'freeze' was the sound I started lettin' off rounds, Lay the whole ****in' room down I don't wanna see your honor, Ratha eat pirhana from benny hana, Smokin' ********* in my sauna, I done hade it with these attics and faggots, They them rattic causin' static, Bring me my a-u-t-o-matic, Oh ****** wanna se how we ride *****, you know the mutha****in' side, World mutha****in' wide. [chorus] Make yo' hustle official, And them ****** that's wit' you, Gotta push tha issue, On the fools that dis you, Whether pump or pistol, When it's up in yo' gristle, Hand yo' mama a tissue, If i decide to kiss you. *hook* (replace 'a-yeay' with 'ask about me') Can you dig her? It's the bigger, seven-figure, super ***** Wit' the triggas at yo' dome, We like to roam, Through yo' mutha****in' home like a comb And find the money that's gone And we'll take you, shake you, Break you, take two, Play you on wit' the chrome, ***** shoot! Execute, they try to electrocute I got too much loot Ya say i'm on yo' hit list, You ****** miss, Tryin' to turn my mutha****in' cheese into swiss Rappers make bucks and i can hear it, Hard to fear it, 'cuz i know you grew up on my lyrics It's the boss player, Never lost hair over assholes, Blast holes in you mutha****in' tadpoles Like a bullfrog, ***** i'm a bullhog, Guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog Where millions never gave a **** about sicilians, Or killas on t.v. can see, We got the real ones So check yo' mutha****in cd-rom And your world wide web, dot com, It's the don mega! *chorus* *hook* [mr. short khop, (ice cube)] What cha call it? (the hustle gang) x3 What cha call it? (hustle, man) [ice cube] Ask about me x2
