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Ice Cube - Child Support (Album Version)
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[Intro:] Bucker. I’ll beat yo’ bad ass. [Hook:] 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’. [1st Verse:] Bitch niggas Still wanna check my urine Still can’t believe What you see & what your hearin’ You muthafuckers 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 Little bad ass kids I whip they ass every night Send the paramedics bitch And the black & white I brought you in this world I’ll take you out Do you ugly So mama 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 niggas know my pyroclastic flow Come on! [Hook:] 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’. [4x] You want Child Support? Get it out your ass bitch. [2nd Verse:] Y’all niggas know Y’all 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 mama Thank God that the gangsta’s back We ain’t got to put up with this brainless rap May your lungs collapse n’ MC’s are funny All you can rap about is pussy & money Come on! [Hook:] 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’. [4x] You want Child Support? Get it out your ass bitch. [3rd Verse:] All y’all rappers should kiss & make up Take your bullshit jewelry 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 niggas killin' million dollar niggas Bustin’ outta Bentley’s Wearin’ chinchillas 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 niggas 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 muthafuckers say I went Hollywood I’m a gangsta! I know when I got it good. [Hook:] 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’. [4x] You want Child Support? Get it out your ass bitch. [2x] Young rappers lookin’ for pocket change With boo-boo lyrics Go get your diaper changed.
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