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    Ice Cube

    Hood Mentality

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    Текст песни Hood Mentality
    Текст песни Hood Mentality
    [Ice Cube]
    Fuck school nigga, I'ma be a dope dealer
    I'ma be a killa, yep a urban guerrilla
    I'ma stack scrilla, yeah buy me a villa
    Sell a 5-0 to my auntie Priscilla
    I don't give a fuck that she look like "Thriller"
    Hit that shit one more time and fuck around and kill her
    Cause I got the heart of a Pittsburgh Steeler
    Black nigga draped in gold, with a nine milla
    Love money, love jail, love that penitentiary mail
    Love the way these niggaz smell, keep comin' back, can't you tell?
    Love to see my mama cry, love to see my babies struggle
    Love to see my woman juggle nuts 'cause she got to hustle
    I don't give a fuck how my life go
    Now I'm a slave man to this caveman without Geico
    Everybody wanna call Michael a psycho
    But he ain't never came through the hood with a rifle
    Gunnin' niggaz down 'cause they don't got the right clothes
    Hit the wrong person 'cause we shoot just like hoes
    First I was blood thirsty, Mr.-Mr. Controversy
    Now I wanna beg for mercy, should have took my ass to Berkeley
    [Chorus] - X 2
    If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality
    How the fuck we supposed to change our reality?
    If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality
    How the fuck we supposed to change our reality?
    [Ice Cube]
    Fuck school nigga, if I grow a little taller
    Everybody tell me I'm gon' do it, I'm gon' be a baller
    So fuck that thinkin', fuck that thank and fuck them Lincoln's, I want Franklin's
    Come back through here with my crew, I'm gon' have my own shoe
    I'm gon' be that little fool comin' in your living room
    Starting point guard nigga, fresh out of middle school
    Either it's the NBA or it's the NFL
    I don't know what else I can do to keep my ass up out of jail
    I wanna be like Tiger Woods, swing that club, make you sick
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