الأغاني:
Ice Cube Ask About Me

beware of the strap, bro 'Cause that's how my blast go Ice Cube is a asshole just like Castro Nigga, I spit flames, leave permanent scars Connect gang bang an' we G's about

need to ask Ice Cube how I'm livin', I'm livin' loc I still got the recipe South Central LA is the pedigree Don't try to tell me what it better be I

ya love to hate Fuck you, Ice Cube Yeah, ha ha, it's the nigga you love to hate Fuck you, Ice Cube Ay, yo baby, your mother warned you about me It's

fuckin' on them dum dums Find one with some ass and some income Who wanna win? Who wanna spin? Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? (Me) Ice Cube the

before the homie (hey yo bitch, you better tell em) --> ice cube [ verse 3: ice cube ] Who's wearin the pants, who's wearin the pants, nigga? If you ask me

my lil' man every week Jersey City loves me despite y'all beliefs (why?) Cause they was baby steppin, I showed 'em how to leap (ohh!) Ask me about swag

happen around here, yeah Fuck brought ya ass around here Like niggas got something' to live for around here You ask me all these rappers is bums Have showed me

and Dear Mama Pun did it his way just like Carlito Big L murdered it on Stretch and Bobbito my man B put me on to Havoc and P Infamous will forever be a classic to me

of the free But if you ask me it's all about hypocrisy The constitution, yo, it don't apply to me Lady Liberty, still the bitch lied to me Steady strong