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Viewing Lyrics for Ask About Me:

Artist:Ice Cube
Taken from the album War & Peace Vol. 1 by Ice Cube
Album:War & Peace Vol. 1
Track:Ask About Me
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:9
 
Lyrics:hook]
[Mr. Short Khop (Ice Cube)]
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
Nigga 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 niggaz was the feds

"Freeze" was the sound
I started lettin' off rounds,
lay the whole fuckin'
room down
I don't wanna see Your Honor,
Ratha eat pirhana from Benny Hana,

Smokin' marijuana 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 niggaz wanna se how we
ride
Bitch, you know the muthafuckin' side,
world muthafuckin' wide.


[Chorus]
Make yo' hustle official,
And them niggaz 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 nigga
Wit' the triggas at yo' dome,
we like to roam,

Through yo' muthafuckin' 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,

nigga shoot!
Execute, they try to electrocute
I got too much loot
Ya say I'm
on yo' hit list,
You niggaz miss,
tryin' to turn my muthafuckin' 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 muthafuckin' tadpoles
Like a bullfrog,
nigga I'm a bullhog,

guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog
Where millions never gave a fuck about
Sicilians,
or killas on T.V. can see,
we got the real ones
So check yo'
muthafuckin 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
 
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