Viewing Lyrics for Pushin Weight:

Artist:Ice Cube f/ Mr. Short KHOP
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Track:Pushin Weight
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:[Ice Cube]
Yeah, yeah
Blaze one for the nation

Verse 1: Ice Cube
I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big
hits and spend digits
Can you dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
Thru this hate retaliate, it's official
I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy,
diddy, bomb, bomb
When I hit you
Push the issue
My ghetto dope is amazin
bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the
Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder
The frozen Tundra ain't cold
And baby ain't old enough
For this game I'm rollin up
De-zamn it feels good to
be the don
Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti just sit

Chorus: Ice Cube
yeah yeah
I push rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like weight

2: Ice Cube
I hold zone like a Corleone
No more fuckin with that homegrown
Hit the
shit we on
The rolleo's and the baggetts
You still fuckin with them faggets
We turn
haters into maggets
Oak on the dash, but no coke on the hash
You broke ass niggas learn to
mash, like me
Constantly, put the hustle down
With four or five niggas that's
Send your head to the taxidermist
Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a
You got to earn this, you can't take it
Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots
to visit
Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega
Walkin with my entourage, I think I'm betta,
makin chedda
You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the flag
You betta get back,
everybody wanna do it like me
I got it made, been makin rap money since the tenth grade

(since the tenth grade)
(What you need)


Verse 3: Mr. Short Khop
I keeps a firm grip on my shit when in transit
it's the young bandit
Fresh out the trenches, the wood works
City of the ?Tempeon?, where
the hoods lurk
In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks
>From shattered
glass, down the pig locks
Want tips by the clock
You niggas scramblin for fouyan
settle for crumbs and croutans
I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed
Bitch niggas get swallowed by the armadillos
Ain't no harmin me, the army full
honary niggas you can't see
So while you pace bitches and saturns livin jenky
I hangs with
niggas who got patterns on they hankey
After Ben Frankeys, with the big skullen eyes
niggas bound and nullified
Sit back and mine stack it multiply

Chorus: Ice Cube and
Mr. Short Khop
[IC]A yeah yeah
[MSK]I push rhymes like weight
[MSK]I push rhymes like
[IC]A yeah yeah
[IC]I push rhymes like weight
[IC]I push rhymes like

[Ice Cube] (starts during chorus)
Ask about me
Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah)
Ice Cube makin more money in the rap game
Than some
of you can (A yeah yeah) with a bird in your hand
Puttin it down
We wanted in fifty states
for this weight
(A yeah yeah)
Pushin rhymes like weight
Pushin rhymes like
(A yeah yeah)
Yeah, blaze one for the nation
(A yeah yeah)
You know my
You know my name
(A yeah yeah)
You know my name

[Mr. Short Khop]

Yeah, some of you fools just got in it
and think you gonna change the game
You ain't
changin nothin

[Ice Cube]
I been doin this, I been doin this
Ask about me

Ask about me
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