Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sic Them Youngins On 'Em, artist - Ice Cube. Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sic Them Youngins On 'Em |
| 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 |
| Try to go ham on porky pig |
| Fucked up boy, that’s what you did |
| Barbed wire, come through, split your wig |
| Y’all can’t wrestle with the giant squid |
| Try to give dap to the iron fist |
| Ask Al 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 |
| Puppet Master, I’m Jim Hanson |
| See my muppets, they like duckets |
| Y’all better run when you see that bucket |
| Hit that corner, 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 |
| 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 brain |
| 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’m a fuckin' owl |
| 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 alert |
| 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 |
| What? |
| Been here since the 90's |
| Don’t act like you don’t know where to find me |
| Now, if you wanna get slimy |
| Look at all the grimy |
| Niggas all behind me |
| You don’t wanna go to war so you start to sing |
| Why can’t we be friends? |
| We can 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 |