Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta's Fairytale 2, artist - Ice Cube. Date of issue: 26.02.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gangsta's Fairytale 2 |
| Little Boy Blue is outta Folsom |
| Now them three little pigs gotta roast him |
| Driving down Sesame Street and I bet |
| That little motherfucker’s out fucking Smurfette |
| Ain’t saw the wolf yet, but it’s no doubt |
| They’ll catch his ass slipping at his grandma house |
| They got the Mac-10 pointed out the coupe |
| 'Cause they gotta follow they nose like Fruit Loops |
| Peeped out Little Miss Muffet on her tuffet eating grits |
| She saw the MAC-10 and the bitch had the shits |
| Ran into her house, called up her crew |
| 'Cause Red Riding Hood wants to kill Little Boy Blue |
| And the wolf too, what is Mister Rogers doing? |
| Moved out his Jordan, bought him a Ewing |
| Him, Little Boy Blue and the wolf in the cellar |
| Planning on getting Cinderella |
| 'Cause Cinderella still works for the pigs |
| Through with the dwarfs, fucking Bebe’s kids |
| Now Snow White got the horny ass fever |
| Fucking the Beauty’s Beast like Jungle Fever |
| Now the word’s on the street |
| When the crews meet, you better make some fucking room |
| 'Cause it’s on with the pigs and them other nigs |
| When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump! |
| Jump, jump, jump, jump |
| Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody) |
| Jump, jump, jump, jump |
| Jump, jump, jump, jump |
| Now Little Boy Blue is up front |
| With the nine millimeter, ready for the hunt |
| Little Red Riding Hood caught his ass slipping |
| Drew down on the boy 'cause the bitch is set-tripping |
| About to get loose with the deuce, deuce |
| That’s when the boy said, «What about the gang truce?» |
| The little hoe had no words |
| The wolf came around and the bitch got served |
| Three little pigs bought wigs |
| Dressed like sheep, Cinderella is Little Bo Peep |
| Trying to creep, on the crew |
| The wolf, the Rogers, the Blue, they through |
| 'Cause the pigs did the buck, buck, bang, ping |
| Now you hear the fat lady sing |
| Cinderella ran like a bitch |
| To the payphone 'cause the bitch is still a snitch |
| Now the pigs are caught by the pigs and taken |
| In the pen to get fried like bacon |
| You still can’t trust no hoe |
| And Ice Cube’ll tell the kids how the stories should go |
| Yeah Cube, man that shit was dope, nigga! |
| You all that and a bowl of grits, |
| nigga, that shit was on props, nigga! |
| Yeah, that’s how you kick that shit for |
| the ninety-deuce, nigga! |
| What’s happening, nigga?! |
| Yeah, nigga, that’s Gangsta |
| Fairytale part 2 nigga! |
| Y’all trick-ass niggas can’t fuck with it! |