Ice Cube - Extradition Lyrics

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Dear Mama if some people came by the house lookin' for me

I'm innocent of anything they say I done

Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again

But I will be back to California to see you

Your son Ice-mutherfucking-Cube

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run

I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run

I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Ghetto destroyer paranoia I need a lawyer

This bitch named Netoia say they lookin' for ya

Got to get the fuck out of here yeah right

This bitch dimmed the lights nigga spend the night

Bust a quick nut got to fuck up and gat on

'Cos this the same street I got shot on

So God bless Don Polla double S

I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double breath

Freakin' niggaz be leakin' information

Got the feds seekin' incarceration

Niggaz say my name popped up bitch hop up

Nigga close the shop up they try to stop 'em

My cash flow leave me asshole neck it

'Gone in sixty seconds' burn all records

Nigga gettin' skinny eating dinnies

Count my pennies only got a bag fulla twenties

Listen these feds fishin' for this extradition

I'm on a mission fuck 'em fight 'em dine 'em ditch 'em

I gotta kick rocks I can't pick locks

Or spend the rest of my life in a shits bath

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It's so hard to get a room without a credit card

It's so hard not to let 'em know where you are

Tried to get a rented car why'd he laughed when I showed him cash

Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass

Went to Vegas for the weekend met a hoe down freakin'

Hey bitch why you sneakin'?

Grabbed the paper out her hand

Am I the man on the front page same height same age

Rap gage put it down the G-way

Got my hostage suckin' sausage on the freeway

She say "Let's hear the circle K"

Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay

It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado

Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle

That's my motto and I gotta warn ya

Before I'm through I'm going back to California

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run

I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run

I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Listen these feds fishin' for this extradition

I'm on a mission fuck 'em fight 'em dine 'em ditch 'em

I gotta kick rocks I can't pick locks

Or spend the rest of my life in a shit bath

My boys Utah to Illinois

Set the poise so I can infiltrate

All fifty states can't wait till I'm back on my feet

Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep

Low key you feds can't see me

I'm up in D.C. with strike number three

Clownin' made a little stock to get a little cock

Now I got niggaz bangin' and lootin' rock

I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes

Don't give a fuck who's on the marin or the mic

I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby

Looking like he wanna rob me

Federal don't like no black hetero sexual intellectual

Tried to turn me into a vegetable

An I'm 'a sue all black and blue

When I come to hand cuff

Big gray bus scandalous

'Cos they can't stand us

They get excited and I try to fight it

I'm going back to Cali for show extradited

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run

I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run

I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Listen these feds fishin' for this extradition

I'm on a mission fuck 'em fight' em dine 'em ditch 'em

I gotta kick rocks I can't pick locks

Or spend the rest of my life in a shit bath

Hey mama when y'all send pictures you can't send a Polaroid

They got to be the regular pictures

An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something

I don't know like they playin' with us it's like a game

It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama it's my life

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