| Check my blood pressure
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| They think they fresher than the Don
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| Prescription pills to keep me calm
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| Nigga, I’m da bomb!
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| In the black Testerosa
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| Sippin' on Mimosa
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| I plead No sir
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| I’m in the west wing at the Nikko
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| Give me cinco kilos from Puerto Rico
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| When I okay it
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| So much cheese, you got to weigh it
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| Never thought these niggas was the feds
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| «Freeze» was the sound
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| I started lettin' off rounds
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| Lay the whole fuckin' room down
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| I don’t wanna see Your Honor
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| Ratha eat piranha from Benihana
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| Smokin' marijuana in my sauna
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| I done had it with these addicts and faggots
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| They done ratted causin' static
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| Bring me my A-U-T-O-matic
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| Oh niggas wanna se how we ride
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| Bitch, you know the muthafuckin' side
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| World muthafuckin' wide
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| Make yo' hustle official
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| And them niggas that’s wit' you
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| Gotta push tha issue
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| On the fools that dis you
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| Whether pump or pistol
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| When it’s up in yo' gristle
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| Hand yo' mama a tissue
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| If I decide to kiss you
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| Can you dig her?
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| It’s the bigger, seven-figure, super nigga
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| Wit' the triggas at yo' dome
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| We like to roam
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| Through yo' muthafuckin' home like a comb
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| And find the money that’s gone
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| And we’ll take you, shake you
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| Break you, make you take two
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| To your own with the chrome
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| Nigga shoot!
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| Execute, they try to electrocute
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| I got too much loot
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| Ya say I’m on yo' hit list
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| You niggas miss
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| Tryin' to turn my muthafuckin' cheese into Swiss
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| Rappers make bucks and I can hear it
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| Hard to fear it
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| 'Cuz I know you grew up on my lyrics
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| It’s the boss player
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| Never lost hair over assholes
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| Blast holes in you muthafuckin' tadpoles
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| Like a bullfrog
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| Nigga I’m a bullhog
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| Guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog
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| Where millions never gave a fuck about Sicilians
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| Or killas on T.V. can see
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| We got the real ones
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| So check yo' muthafuckin CD-Rom
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| And your World Wide Web, dot com
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| It’s the Don Mega!
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| Make yo' hustle official
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| And them niggas that’s wit' you
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| Gotta push tha issue
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| On the fools that dis you
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| Whether pump or pistol
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| When it’s up in yo' gristle
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| Hand yo' mama a tissue
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| If I decide to kiss you
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| What cha call it? |
| (The Hustle Gang)
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| What cha call it? |
| (The Hustle Gang)
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| What cha call it? |
| (The Hustle Gang)
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| What cha call it? |
| (Hustle, man)
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| Ask About me
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| Ask About me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ask About Me , by - Ice Cube. Song from the album War & Peace Vol. 1 (The War Disc), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп