Представляем точный текст композиции "The Gutter Shit" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ice Cube . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Gutter Shit» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ice Cube передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Ice Cube - "The Gutter Shit"
Lyrics to The Gutter Shit : (feat. Gangsta, Jayo Felony, Squeek Rule) [Ice Cube] I been servin niggas since 1985 Niggas want the gutter Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule Keep it gangsta yall, keep it gangsta [chorus] Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit Aint the rugged shit [repeat] [verse one] Keep it gangsta yall, I want to thank you all Niggas comin with that bullshit, its gankin yall We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all Nigga ball till you fall motherfucker thats all Cant none of yall hang with me putin in work Turn this motherfucker up unless you goin to church Nowadays, crazy ass bitches want they bills paid But cant even make a good thang of kool-aid (ha ha) But chicken heads get chicken feed (bahk bakh) (a) Lil dick and weed (bahk bakh) Everything that a chicken need (bahk bakh) Tryin to pot I get real as Chris Rock Make a bitch hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know) Its Ice Cube comin straight from the gutter Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (') [Jayo (verse two)] There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber Im full of anger, nigga the west is in the house But you still in for some danger And when im thru, I take your bitch and finger bang her But if she looks tossed up, ill slang her Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin to spit But you cant spit it like this I come equiped to rip, any battle And leave him strung in his crew but they put me in the twist like Trump I can collapse or puncture, the lungs of anyone Give him a chance to spit his last word, unerve then he done 20/20 aint good enough Rappers they aint seein me, this Jay-O Felony And nobody can stand three of me Caution keep MCs out of my reach, im on a mission And be gettin to your fuckin hide to be called a physician Immediately, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O) But loked to choke the shit out a fool, nigga dats on doo low [Ice Cube] Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta) Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta) Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life) Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life) [verse three] Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they rich (what') Lyin bout they bitch (what') Lyin bout they dick (what') Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they hits (huh') Lyin bout they whips (huh') Lyin bout they six (yeah) Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they clothes (brrrmmph!) Lyin bout they hoes (uhh) Lyin bout they rows (uhh) Im sick of these rap niggas lyin bout they house (punk!) Lyin about they clout (yeah) Lyin up in they mouth (yeah yeah) Its the Mah-hurage-ny, my niggas; kamekaze Illuminaughty, bitch hoes in they body We the riders, we push like mahz-er-aties Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties Fuck the party, come on, my niggas focus We the richest, pretend that we the brokest Niggas notice, as soon as youre checking quotas We the coldest, so go and tell the rollers (biotch!) [Gangsta (verse four)] Who dat' next out the game, in blue kahks Gangstas the name, niggas wonderin how I do that By the thug way, package and transportin the drug way Only means of makin a livin, the Crip and Blood way Im on grates when im grindin Im on stakes when im dinnin And on sundays on the wine Is you cant calm the savage beast (never) And I can make your birds rise like geese, K-Mac tell em You sell em, I swell em, loke (sell em loke) Hard or soft determines how much a nigga sell em for We got the fish scale texture (fish scale) Now if you cook it yourself you get extras Dub that shit to death with this dub thang Only a few niggas left with this love mang So we cop together (yeah), put it in the beeker Rock together (uhh), claim blocks together And fuck cock together, nigga (brrrph!) [Ice Cube (chorus)] Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit Aint the rugged shit [repeat] [Squeek Rule] [Squeek Rule (verse five)] Look in my eyes I see the dollar sign dogg, and my dick start to rise Got to handle money, got to stack the money (tell em) Buzzin like a bee cuz I crave for the honey Million dollar tickets make bitches look wicked So you innocent hoes, aint got to like ta kick it I know you knows (uhh), cuz now my decimals (yep) Done fiend for the green, keep you itchin in your panty hose Your eyes full of gleem (brrrmmph!) You wanna get on my team, and live my dream Captain of the ship is what im boastin Hit the three wheel motion, im the shit when im coastin (uh huh) Down the boulevard, flossin hard Lights hit the chrome, dont go lick em like a movie star Money makes me a savage (what it do') Shit, I brake down the world for the cabbage (Squeek Rule) [Ice Cube] Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life) Keep it gansta yall, keep it gangsta (all my life) [chorus] Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit Aint the rugged shit [repeat] [ The Gutter Shit Lyrics ]
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