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Ice Cube( O'Shea Jackson Sr. )
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Check Yo Self (Featuring Das EFX)
Lyricist:Jiggs Chase, Edward Fletcher, Melvin Glover, O'shea Jackson, Larry Muggerud, Sylvia Robinson
Yeah, word is bond Das EFX in this ya know what I'm sayin' Straight from the sewer, word is bond Yeah, yah, ah-yeah, we doin' this with my nigga Where my nigga? Ice Cube in the motherfucker Word is bond, yeah
You better check yo self before you wreck yo self 'Cause I'm bad for your health, I come real stealth Droppin' bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms Doin' foul crime, I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine
Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know And friends know, we got the indo No, I'm not a sucker, sittin' in a House of Pain And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya, uh
Headbutt ya, you say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact motherfuck ya Here to let you know boy, oh boy I make dough but don't call me DoughBoy
This ain't no fuckin' motion picture A guy or bitch-a, I'll get wit'cha And hit ya, takin' that yack to the neck So you better run a check
So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self 'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health
Mic-microphone check One, two, check it Mic-microphone check One, two, check it
Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played 'Cause they bitchmade pullin' out a switchblade That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife-o AK-47, assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow I gotta new style, watch out now I hate motherfuckers claimin' that they foldin' bank But steady talkin' shit in the holdin' tank
First you wanna step to me Now your ass screamin' for the deputy They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row Now they runnin' up in ya slow
You're gone, used to be the Don Juan, check that shit out Now your name is just Twan Switch it, snap it, rollin' your eyes and neck You better run a check
So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 'Cause big dicks up yo ass is bad for yo health
Mic-microphone check One, two, check it Mic-microphone check One, two, check it
If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate You coulda had a V8 Instead of a three eight slug to the cranium I got six and I'm aimin' 'em
Will, I shoot or keep you guessin' 'Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin' Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good There goes the neighborhood hooker, slut
Go ahead and keep your drawers Givin' up the claps and who needs applause At a time like this, pop the coochie and ya dead The bitch is a Miami Hurricane hit
Sprung, niggaz call her 'Lips and Lungs' Nappy dugout, get the fuck out 'Cause women like you gets no respect Bitch, you better run a check
So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self 'Cause bitches like you is bad for my health
Mic-microphone check it One, two, check it Mic-microphone check One, two, check it
So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self You better chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self I said and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self Check, check
Mic-microphone check Mic-microphone check it One, two
Mic-microphone check One, two Mic-microphone check One, two, one, two
Mic-microphone check One, two Mic-microphone check One, two, one, two
Mic-microphone check One, two Mic-microphone check Check yo self cutie
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