The Nigga Trapp

[Intro - various dialogue]

Now that's how this shit go!

And I know you don't like me spittin in your motherfuckin face

But ain't a motherfuckin thing, you can do, about a nigga

Punk motherfucker!

Some people may say well, you overdramatized it

No we're not - it's not a drama workshop, it is a reality

Things like that do take place in prisons

The murders, the suicides, as well as the rapes

Do take place inside these human warehouses

[Ice Cube]

Nigga I'm a hustler, act like I'm lovin ya

Don't mind fuckin ya, just like the Governor

Used to be the dope man, rolled a hundred spokes man

When I come through, treat me like the Pope man

Ghetto spokesman, I know niggaz

in Eastside Oakland all the way to Brook-lyn

And they love my shitty drawers, what you smokin?

Think you got the balls, nigga I'm a Trojan

Catchin all that just like a prophylac'

Don't reproduce, that bullshit is whack

Flavor Flav with a white bitch that is whack

Got to put the nigga back in my Cadillac

Take him to the hood, where it's action packed

Let him know that the target's still on his back

It's a hustle called capitalism

Got my niggaz in prison, all stuck in the system yeah

Recognize who's a hustler, George Dubya

He's the one that's sittin back, fuckin ya

With a big dick stuck in ya

I'm from a place where the fuckin Terminator is the Governor

(I got a Public Pretender.. tryin to make me a winner)

(Nigga please don't surrender.. they'll have you for dinner)

[Chorus: Ice Cube]

The ghetto is a nigga trap, take the cheese

Soon as you do it here come the police

Invented and designed fo' us to fail

Where you gon' end up, dead or in jail

[Ice Cube]

You only got two places

State of California, got two faces

Motherfuckin devils, get straight racist

When they get you in them lonely dark places

Concrete slave ships, never move

Where niggaz like us get used like a mule

Don't let 'em catch you, arrest you

Strip and undress you, throw you in a cesspool

You wanna know the crime of the century

A ghetto elementary, a mental penitentiary

Black man, you never been friend of me

Boy you kin to me, why we enemies?

The ghe-tto is a trap

Fuck where you from, nigga look where you at

Where you wanna be? Point it out on a map

Don't be scared to leave homey, we can come back

If you wanna come back to this bullshit

Most of it comin straight out the pulpit

We got to change our ways in the hood

Understand that it's AIDS in the hood...

The nigga trap... [echoes for a bit]

[Chorus - 2X]

(I got a Public Pretender.. tryin to make me a winner)

(Nigga please don't surrender.. they'll have you for dinner)

[fades out]