"Ghetto Vet"

Life....
niggas used to come and get me
when it was time to disagree with an enemy
pass the hennessy it gives me energy
packed the gat in the small of my back
where these niggas at I clear the whole pack
talkin' shit cuz I'm down for my set I'm a vet
smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who these niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs
cuz these westside niggas is harder thugs
enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis
shootin' at your neighbors
(cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a fuck when I open ya up)
hot rocks fly from the back seat and
busta ass niggas run like a track meet
an if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' than a little (what)
killer king is the hospital
feelin' numb from the bullets I hum
and when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit

[Chorus]
[Mack 10]
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[Mr. Short Khop]
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there

(Foe life) I'm still there

my house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
up early in the morning takin' out the trash
feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser
two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser
one on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what)
tryin' be ghetto stars they said:
Are you from the westside is it so?
i said hell yea and who wanta to know (me)
in slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud
puddle full of blood left for dead
the pain starts to spread now I can't feel my legs
I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center
as I enter I.C.U.
he said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital
I said I can't move my legs he said don't try to
now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably never walk again
I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside contemplating suicide
at night I jerk and jerk
but my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn)
now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube

I be pissin' through a tube Fool i'm a vet

[Chorus]
[Mack 10]
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[Mr. Short Khop]
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there
young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

fuck a V-A they need G-A
gang hospital for a crippal now I'm drinkin' rippal
same corner same hood I'm still there
with bandanas tied to my wheel chair
To all the hoodrat hoes I'm fired
they mad cuz my tongue get tired
now everybody wanna put they dope on me
sayin' I won't get searched by the LAPD
I'm sitting on a doorway duece five
Dependin on that to keep my ass alive
I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six
My fuckin legs, lookin like tooth picks
some times I can't deal got to beg the B G's to roll me up the hill
put me on the porch now I'm on the torch smokin' cocaine
just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose
and last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom
feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew I hold
nigga its the only friend to a stranger AKA hadicap gangbanger
there's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet
Fool I'm a Vet

[Chorus (2X)]
[Mack 10]
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[Mr. Short Khop]
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there
young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

Life.....
Yea....
Life...
Yea....
Life... Life....
Dedicated to all the ghetto vets
for every nigga that done took one for the hood

"Greed"

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't fuckin with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
but god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be

We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!)
Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest
Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch
You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free
I'm talkin greed

[Chorus]
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed
[repeat 2X]
We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency

"Greed"

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't fuckin with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
but god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be

We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!)
Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest
Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch
You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free
I'm talkin greed

[Chorus]
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed
[repeat 2X]
We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency

"Greed"

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't fuckin with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
but god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be

We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!)
Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest
Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch
You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free
I'm talkin greed

[Chorus]
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed
[repeat 2X]
We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency

"Cash Over"

[Mack 10]
Whassup Cube dog?
I got this bitch-ass nigga right here
Y'know, fuckin with this tramp-ass bitch
Puttin her before the scrill' all the time, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin thang
Tellin this bitch all my mother-fuckin business
Puttin ass over cash everyday
Nigga fuck that, this Westside

[Ice Cube]
Be gone you fuckin peon, got the Don furious
Talkin on the phone got the Federal curious
I'm serious! I don't give a fuck where he is
Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to me
How the fuck you think I got the NAME Bossalini? Punk
Mack God Rap Genie, you can't see me
Up in this game ever since you was a lame
Y'all train at my school, nigga I rule
You never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollar
from across the water, watch your daughter
She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon
While you vermin smokin Sherman, I'm rollin somethin German, bitch
Money earnin makin mo' money (ching ching)
Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy
Don't need no honey, that's right
Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said!

[Chorus: Ice Cube]

We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)
We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)

Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said!

[Chorus: Ice Cube]

We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)
We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)

[Ice Cube]
Now who's that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? Me!
I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the real dilly
You can ask Phillie cause I got a year's supply (Yup!)
You must want to die, don't get the lye
after dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave
for the mark check his heart, the game about to start
Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic)
Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches
If it twitches give it stitches
If it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, now
I'm livin in a two-point zone, and I'm still bumpin
Call me in the clutch, ain't lost my touch
Nigga what? on the microphone
If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home
Tight as a Corleone
You got to get your own, baby get on, now

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know
on payday, nigga that shit gon' hurt
Fuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness
Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes
I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance
'Specially fuckin up my plans
I'm the boss, I can be late
but you'll never see her and me, over currency
Givin you the third degree, cause you got
too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny
Stop fuckin on them dum-dums
Find one with some ass and some income
Who wanna win? Who wanna spin?
Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? Me
Ice Cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weight

[Chorus 2X]

Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga
For what? (Never... fuck a bitch nigga)
For what? She ain't gon' love you if you ain't got no dough fool
(Bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?)
Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y'all (Never ass over cash nigga)
Scrilla scrilla y'all (We greedy)

Cha-ching! (She can get some CD's, push some keys)
Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties)
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee)
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash)
Never ass over cash

"The Curse Of Money"
(feat. Mack 10)

[Intro - Sleep]
Hey wassup Cube?
Man I'm glad I caught you at your momma' house homey
Wassup man? You still got your pager right or you lost it?
(It's the curse, the curse....the curse, the curse)
Y'know my code right? I been pagin you for about a week man
(The curse, the curse) I heard about the deal ya got
Greed, Khop (The curse, the curse)
Check this out, you owe a nigga somethin man

[Ice Cube]
Do the math baby, do the math (Ch-ching)
Do the math baby, do the math (Ch-ching)
Do the math baby (The curse, the curse)

Do the math baby (The curse, the curse)

It's the curse of money, once you get it, fool you got it
Buy a new pair of drawers and motherfuckers spot it
Niggas plotted, to have me knotted up in basements
till these cocksuckers see what they're faced with
Their fantasies of a life stress-free
Full of orgies, in the Florida Keys
But this bullshit is so thick, it's like mountains
Sick of threatenin all my lawyers and accountants
The decibals, gold diggers goin for the testicles
Soon they realise, I don't invest in hoes
Sometimes it's like hell on earth
When everybody tryin to get your ass for all your worth
It's the curse

(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby
(The curse, the curse) Do the math baby