| Break 'em
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Uh
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| Just wakin' up in the morning, gotta thank God
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| I don't know, but today seems kinda odd
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| No barking from the dog, no smog
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| And Momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
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| I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
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| Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
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| Hooked it up for later as I hit the door
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| Thinkin', "Will I live another twenty-four?"
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| I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop-top
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| And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
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| Had to stop at a red light
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| Lookin' in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
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| And everything is alright
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| I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night
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| Called up the homies and I'm askin' y'all
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| "Which park are y'all playin' basketball?"
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| Get me on the court and I'm trouble
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| Last week, fucked around and got a triple double
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| Freakin' niggas every way, like MJ
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| I can't believe today was a good day
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| Drove to the pad and hit the showers
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| Didn't even get no static from the cowards
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| 'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
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| Saw the police and they rolled right past me
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| No flexin', didn't even look in a nigga's direction
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| As I ran the intersection
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| Went to Short Dog's house, they was watchin' Yo! |
| MTV Raps
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| What's the haps on the craps?
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| Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
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| Roll 'em in a circle of niggas
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| And watch me break 'em with the 7, 7-11, 7-11
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| 7, even back door Little Joe
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| I picked up the cash flow
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| Then we played bones, and I'm yellin': "Domino!"
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| Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central LA
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| Today was a good day
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| Left my nigga's house paid
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| Picked up a girl been tryna fuck since the 12th grade
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| It's ironic, I had the brew, she had the chronic
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| The Lakers beat the Supersonics
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| I felt on the big fat fanny
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| Pulled out the jammy and killed the punani
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| And my dick runs deep, so deep
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| So deep put her ass to sleep
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| Woke her up around one
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| She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the top gun
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| Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin'
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| Took another sip of the potion, hit the three-wheel motion
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| I was glad everything had worked out
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| Dropped her ass off and then chirped out
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| Today was like one of those fly dreams
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| Didn't even see a berry flashin' those high beams
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| No helicopter lookin' for a murder
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| Two in the morning, got the Fatburger
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| Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
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| And it read "Ice Cube's a Pimp" (Yeah)
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| Drunk as hell, but no throwin' up
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| Halfway home and my pager still blowin' up
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| Today I didn't even have to use my AK
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| I gotta say, it was a good day
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| Hey, wait, wait a minute!
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| Pooh, stop this shit!
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| What the fuck am I thinkin' about? |