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Sic Them Youngins On Em

Ice Cube

Lench Mob incorporated
Fuck with the godfather
See what ya get
Punishment
Consequences and repercussions
Understand me

Y'all know what I do



Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em



Try to go ham on porky pig

Fucked up boy, that's what you did

Barbed wire, come through, straight your wig

Y'all can't wrestle with the giant squid

Try to get that to the iron fist

Act all green, I'm hot as grits

Yarn in my hand, no pinky ring

Godfather, nigga, I pull the strings

Do what I tell'em, buy what I sell'em

Fuck their master, I'm Jim Hanson

See my muppets, they like duckets

Y'all feeling wrong when you see that bucket

Hit that coma, do what I wanna

Get another jar for the organ donor

Ice Cube, nigga, I know better

But you ain't gotta fight

When you got that Cheddar



Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em



Try to have beef with a fucking bull

With no teeth I'm about to pull

I'm that dentist this the finish

All the spoils go to the winners

Don't go mad cause my hands are clean

I'm the king, never flee on the scene

Wizard of Oz, if you need a plane

Need a heart? Here's a start!

Don't you worry if you need the courage

Y'all motherfuckers know where you heard it

Gangsta, gangsta, thank me now

Rap god nigga, please take a bow

Can't take bullshit from a cow

Don't ask who, I'mma fuck it out

Thirstin' howl, will get you murdered

Come to the boss if you need some work

Come to the boss if you need some hurt

White collar boy, if you check my shirt

Here come my sons just like Lavert

Gotta get my boys up out the dirt

Putting the rap game on the lurp

Fuck with them and I will revert

Back to the old days, back to the old ways

Back to the AK's fucking up doorways



Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em



Try to play chicken with a fucking rooster

Don't you worry, I'm not the shooter

I M A fucking computer, with a whole army of boosters

Nigga got out one piece, five piece, dime piece

Cause my crimmies move like zombies

Wha? Being heads to the 90'

Don't act like you don't know where to find me

Now, if you wanna get by me

Look at all the grinding

Niggas all behind me

You don't wanna go to war so you start to sing

Can we be friends? Pussy ass niggas by extent

Pray to the God, repent your sins

Ice Cube ain't like the rest of them



Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em

Sic them youngins on 'em



Try to go ham on porky pig

Fucked up boy, that's what you did

Try to go ham on porky pig

Fucked up boy, that's what you did

Try to go ham on porky pig

Fucked up boy, that's what you did

Try to go ham on porky pig

Fucked up boy, that's what you did

Artista: Ice Cube



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