Lyrics:

Featuring Ice Cube, Ice-T] **lf**Ice cube''s in the mutha-fuckin'' house **lf**the nigga you love to hate **lf**Ice cube''s in the mutha-fuckin'' house **lf**the nigga you love to hate **lf**Ice cube''s in the mutha-fuckin'' house **lf**the nigga you love to hate **lf**Ice cube''s in the mutha-fuckin'' house **lf**the nigga you love to hate **lf**[ICE CUBE] **lf**Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror **lf**the paranoid, gots to get the boy **lf**Get your steel cuz I feel like a headbanger **lf**Yah, I got a gang of shits, styles guns **lf**my uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin'' ton **lf**bucking down one, bucking down two, **lf**bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you **lf**Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black **lf**Cause god damn its a brand new payback **lf**Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a nigga **lf**on tha trigga the zigga the zag the nickel the bag **lf**the nigga the sag the forty five mag. got you runnin'' like a fag **lf**So, keep your mutha-fuckin'' jokes **lf**Cuz, I''m that nigga with a fresh pair of locs **lf**No yokes but smokes **lf**Crakers and them dirty mackers friends aren''t jackers **lf**get yah for your drawers, young niggas out to kill for cars **lf**Ice T in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Ice T in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Ice T in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Ice T in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Ice T in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Ice T in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**[Ice T] **lf**O to the mutha fuckin G I break crazy **lf**a lot of niggas hate me but they can''t fade me **lf**Stop me clock me cops wanna glock me **lf**mutha fuck mutha fuck pigs can''t stop me **lf**UHH, am I a G, I got proof **lf**Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof **lf**with a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga up **lf**[?Hit the mob dope?] **lf**So whats up Punk **lf**You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and get shot **lf**Your moms crying fuck her bust her **lf**Bitch start screaming to me and I''ll dust her **lf**Pops got the LP phat, track on hit **lf**Laid by the mutha fuckin'' Bobcat **lf**Ninety three suckas want me to go out **lf**Throw the hoe out, bitch mutha fucker I''m rich **lf**Tupac''s in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Tupac''s in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Tupac''s in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Tupac''s in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Tupac''s in the mutha fuckin'' house **lf**Got any last wordz **lf**[Tupac] **lf**Now they''re after me, why? cuz a niggas black **lf**Sit back **lf**Ain''t afraid to pull a triggar back **lf**Let ''em come step to a real mutha-fucker **lf**[Boom, Boom] Mama ain''t raised no suckers **lf**Dan Quayle, don''t you know you need to get your ass kicked **lf**Where was you when there was niggas in the caskets? **lf**Mutha-fucker rednecks all the same **lf**Feel a real nigga if he ain''t balled and chained **lf**That''s why we burn shit and wreck **lf**Cause the punk police ain''t learned shit yet **lf**You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the price **lf**Can''t make a Black life, don''t take a Black life **lf**It''s on, the next real nigga fall dead **lf**Dred, jheri curl, process, or bald head **lf**Be prepared for the smoke to bust **lf**What niggas need to do is start loc''in up **lf**United we stand divided we fall **lf**They can shoot one nigga **lf**But they can''t take us alll **lf**Let''s get along with the Mexicans **lf**And we can all have peace on the sets again **lf**Imagine that if it took place [ha ha ha] **lf**Keeping the smile off their white fakes **lf**I ain''t racist but lets trade places **lf**Trace the hate ''n face it **lf**One nigga teach two niggas **lf**three teach four niggas **lf**And them niggas teach more niggas **lf**And when we blast **lf**That''ll be the biggest blast you''ve heard **lf**And them is my last wordz