Child Support

Ice Cube

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    Buucker, I'll beat yo' bad-ass

    Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'
    ain't no kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'

    Bitch niggaz
    still wanna check my urine
    still can't believe
    what you see and what you're hearin'
    you motherfuckers
    thought you knew the whole story
    until your mama
    took a nigga on maury
    read your test results
    are you the father
    I looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother
    I'm the father of this gangsta shit
    never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids
    lil' bad-ass kids
    I whoop they ass every night
    send the paramedics bitch
    and the black and white
    I brought you in this world
    I'll take you out
    do you ugly
    so mamma can't make you out
    you know my style a colt
    file a report
    I'm a dead-beat daddy
    no child support
    you get fooled like the last trick
    get it out your ass bitch
    you niggaz know my pyroclastic flow
    c'mon!

    Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'
    ain't no kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'

    You want child support
    Get it out your ass bitch

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    Ya'll niggaz know
    Ya'll bitches know
    where you get it from
    who's the original
    you got your daddy's mouth
    talk like a criminal
    keep it gangsta son
    never get pigeon holed
    rap bastards tryin' to make a classic
    keep your dumb-ass out of the casket
    cause intercope'll spend your money
    they don't give a fuck
    about a dead rapper
    nigga they'll chop it up
    keep it movin' y'all
    they'll come mop it up
    corrupt LAPD cover up
    everyday nigga we know drama
    they ain't lookin' for Osama
    ask Biggie's mamma
    thank God that the gangsta's back
    we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap
    may your lungs collapse n' m.c's are funny
    all you can rap about is pussy and money
    c'mon!

    Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'
    ain't no kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'

    You want child support
    Get it out your ass bitch

    All y'all rappers should kiss and make up
    take your bullshit jewlry back to Jacob
    get your mind right nigga
    and start to wake up
    cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up
    you got million dollar niggaz killin' million dollar niggaz
    bustin' outta Bentleys
    wearin' chinchillasss
    there you go again rollin' in your limo
    comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window
    I know the scripture
    but there's something wrong with this picture
    what you mad about
    diamonds all in your mouth
    no car, no niggaz house paid off
    I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off
    boy, you a fool
    or you just act crazy
    or you a grown crack baby born in the 80's
    to all you motherfuckers say I went Hollywood
    I'm gangsta!
    I know when I got it good

    Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'
    ain't no kings in this rap thing
    they siblings
    nuthin but my chil'ren
    one shot they disappearin'

    You want child support
    Get it out your ass bitch

    Young rappers lookin' for pocket change
    with boo-boo lyrics
    Go get your diaper changed

    Smell like shit
    heyy baby change this motherfucker
    you smell like shit

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