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The Gutter Shit (Explicit)

Ice Cube
2000-03-214:21 minSynced lyrics

"The Gutter Shit (Explicit)" is a song by Ice Cube, released in 2000 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:21 long and contains 119 lines and 894 words.

Lyrics

0:02I been servin' niggas since 1985
0:04Niggas want the gutter
0:06Ice Cube Jay-O Felony
0:08My ni**a Gangsta Squeek Rule
0:11Keep it gangsta y'all keep it gangsta
0:15Niggas want that gutter ****
0:16**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
0:18Ain't the rugged ****
0:20Niggas want that gutter ****
0:21**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
0:23Ain't the rugged ****
0:24Keep it gangsta y'all I want to thank you all
0:27Niggas comin' with that ******** it's gankin' y'all
0:29We can ride to this kinda **** and bank them all
0:32Ni**a ball 'till you fall mother****** thats all
0:34Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work
0:37Turn this mother****** up unless you goin' to church
0:39Nowadays crazy a** ******* want they bills paid
0:42But can't even make a good thang of kool-aid
0:45But chicken heads get chicken feed
0:47Lil' **** and ****
0:48Everything that a chicken need
0:50Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock
0:52Make a ***** hot turn into Fort Knox
0:55It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
0:57Westcoast Don you fags undastata
1:00There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber
1:01I'm full of anger ni**a the west is in the house
1:03But you still in for some danger
1:04And when i'm thru I take your ***** and finger bang her
1:07But if she looks tossed up i'll slang her
1:09Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
1:11Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin' to spit
1:14But you can't spit it like this
1:15I come equiped to rip any battle
1:17And leave him strung in his crew
1:18But they put me in the twist like Trump
1:20I can collapse or puncture the lungs of anyone
1:22Give him a chance to spit his last word unerve
1:24Then he done
1:2520/20 ain't good enough
1:26Rappers they ain't seein' me this Jay-O Felony
1:28And nobody can stand three of me
1:30Caution keep MC's out of my reach i'm on a mission
1:32And be gettin' to your ******' hide to be called a physician
1:35Immediately I puts it down at a show
1:37But loked to choke the **** out a fool ni**a dat's on doo low
1:40Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
1:43Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
1:45Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
1:47Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
1:50I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they rich
1:53Lyin' 'bout they *****
1:54Lyin' 'bout they ****
1:55I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they hits
1:58Lyin' 'bout they whips
1:59Lyin' 'bout they six
2:00I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they clothes
2:03Lyin' 'bout they hoes
2:04Lyin' 'bout they rows
2:05I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they house
2:08Lyin' about they clout
2:09Lyin' up in they mouth
2:10It's the Mah-hurage-ny my niggas; kamekaze
2:13Illuminaughty ***** hoes in they body
2:15We the riders we push like mahz-er-aties
2:18Do karatees on hatters and you hotties
2:21**** the party come on my niggas focus
2:23We the richest pretend that we the brokest
2:26Niggas notice as soon as you're checking quotas
2:28We the coldest so go and tell the rollers
2:31Who dat next out the game in blue kahks
2:33Gangsta's the name niggas wonderin' how I do that
2:36By the thug way package and transportin' the ** way
2:39Only means of makin' a livin' the Crip and Blood way
2:41I'm on grates when i'm grindin'
2:43I'm on stakes when i'm dinnin'
2:45And on sunday's on the wine
2:46Is you can't calm the savage beast
2:48And I can make your birds rise like geese K-Mac tell 'em
2:51You sell 'em I swell 'em loke
2:53Hard or soft determines how much a ni**a sell 'em for
2:56We got the fish scale texture
2:58Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
3:00Dub that **** to death with this dub thang
3:03Only a few niggas left with this love mang
3:05So we cop together put it in the beeker
3:08Rock together claim blocks together
3:09And **** cock together ni**a
3:11Niggas want that gutter ****
3:12**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
3:15Ain't the rugged ****
3:16Niggas want that gutter ****
3:17**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
3:20Ain't the rugged ****
3:22Look in my eyes
3:24I see the dollar sign dogg and my **** start to rise
3:26Got to handle money got to stack the money
3:29Buzzin' like a bee cuz I crave for the honey
3:31Million dollar tickets make ******* look wicked
3:34So you innocent hoes ain't got to like ta kick it
3:37I know you knows cuz now my decimals
3:38Done fiend for the green keep you itchin' in your panty hose
3:42Your eyes full of gleem
3:43You wanna get on my team and live my dream
3:46Captain of the ship is what i'm boastin'
3:48Hit the three wheel motion i'm the **** when i'm coastin'
3:52Down the boulevard flossin' hard
3:54Lights hit the chrome don't go lick 'em like a movie star
3:57Money makes me a savage
3:58**** I brake down the world for the cabbage
4:03Keep it gangsta
4:05Keep it gansta
4:12Niggas want that gutter ****
4:13**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
4:16Ain't the rugged ****
4:17Niggas want that gutter ****
4:19**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
4:21Ain't the rugged ****
I been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube Jay-O Felony
My ni**a Gangsta Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta y'all keep it gangsta
Niggas want that gutter ****
**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
Ain't the rugged ****
Niggas want that gutter ****
**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
Ain't the rugged ****
Keep it gangsta y'all I want to thank you all
Niggas comin' with that ******** it's gankin' y'all
We can ride to this kinda **** and bank them all
Ni**a ball 'till you fall mother****** thats all
Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work
Turn this mother****** up unless you goin' to church
Nowadays crazy a** ******* want they bills paid
But can't even make a good thang of kool-aid
But chicken heads get chicken feed
Lil' **** and ****
Everything that a chicken need
Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock
Make a ***** hot turn into Fort Knox
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don you fags undastata
There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber
I'm full of anger ni**a the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when i'm thru I take your ***** and finger bang her
But if she looks tossed up i'll slang her
Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin' to spit
But you can't spit it like this
I come equiped to rip any battle
And leave him strung in his crew
But they put me in the twist like Trump
I can collapse or puncture the lungs of anyone
Give him a chance to spit his last word unerve
Then he done
20/20 ain't good enough
Rappers they ain't seein' me this Jay-O Felony
And nobody can stand three of me
Caution keep MC's out of my reach i'm on a mission
And be gettin' to your ******' hide to be called a physician
Immediately I puts it down at a show
But loked to choke the **** out a fool ni**a dat's on doo low
Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they rich
Lyin' 'bout they *****
Lyin' 'bout they ****
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they hits
Lyin' 'bout they whips
Lyin' 'bout they six
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they clothes
Lyin' 'bout they hoes
Lyin' 'bout they rows
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they house
Lyin' about they clout
Lyin' up in they mouth
It's the Mah-hurage-ny my niggas; kamekaze
Illuminaughty ***** hoes in they body
We the riders we push like mahz-er-aties
Do karatees on hatters and you hotties
**** the party come on my niggas focus
We the richest pretend that we the brokest
Niggas notice as soon as you're checking quotas
We the coldest so go and tell the rollers
Who dat next out the game in blue kahks
Gangsta's the name niggas wonderin' how I do that
By the thug way package and transportin' the ** way
Only means of makin' a livin' the Crip and Blood way
I'm on grates when i'm grindin'
I'm on stakes when i'm dinnin'
And on sunday's on the wine
Is you can't calm the savage beast
And I can make your birds rise like geese K-Mac tell 'em
You sell 'em I swell 'em loke
Hard or soft determines how much a ni**a sell 'em for
We got the fish scale texture
Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
Dub that **** to death with this dub thang
Only a few niggas left with this love mang
So we cop together put it in the beeker
Rock together claim blocks together
And **** cock together ni**a
Niggas want that gutter ****
**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
Ain't the rugged ****
Niggas want that gutter ****
**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
Ain't the rugged ****
Look in my eyes
I see the dollar sign dogg and my **** start to rise
Got to handle money got to stack the money
Buzzin' like a bee cuz I crave for the honey
Million dollar tickets make ******* look wicked
So you innocent hoes ain't got to like ta kick it
I know you knows cuz now my decimals
Done fiend for the green keep you itchin' in your panty hose
Your eyes full of gleem
You wanna get on my team and live my dream
Captain of the ship is what i'm boastin'
Hit the three wheel motion i'm the **** when i'm coastin'
Down the boulevard flossin' hard
Lights hit the chrome don't go lick 'em like a movie star
Money makes me a savage
**** I brake down the world for the cabbage
Keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta
Niggas want that gutter ****
**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
Ain't the rugged ****
Niggas want that gutter ****
**** that other **** that play it for your mother ****
Ain't the rugged ****

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