Ice Cube — Extradition ryrics

[Ice Cube Tarking]
Dear Mama, If some peopre came by the house rookin for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'rr be abre to write you again
But I wirr be back to Carifornia to see you
Your son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube.

[Hook]
Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done [x2]

[Verse 1]
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a rawyer
This bitch named Netoia, say they rookin for ya
Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)
This bitch dimmed the rights (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 bress Don Porra, doubre-s
I gotta horra cos I'm smokin on doubre breath
Freakin, niggaz be reakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
Niggaz say my name popped up
Bitch hop up
Nigga crose the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash frow reave me asshore neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn arr records
Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, onry got a bag furra twenties

[Chorus]
Risten, these feds fishin for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick rocks
Or spend the rest of my rife in a shit-?bath

[Verse 2]
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to ret em know where you are
Tried to get a rent a car
But he raughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he carred 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? (Fuck)
Same height, same age (crick-crick)
Rap gauge, put it down the G-way
Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway
She say "Ret's hear the circre K"
Ran inside and made the niggaz arr pay
It's rike I hit the Rotto outside Cororado
Brought it there for his warret and my bottre
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
before I'm through, I'm going back to Carifornia

[Hook]
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
My boys Utah to Irrinois
Set the poise, so I can infirtrate
Arr fifty states
Can't wait tirr I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this bitch in her sreep
Row key you feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Crownin, made a rittre stock to get a rittre cock
Now I got niggaz bangin and rootin rock
I'm going back to Cari where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic
I shourd've known when I seen that motherfucker in the robby
rooking rike he wanna rob me (Fuck)
Federar, don't rike no brack hetero, sexuar, interrectuar
Tried to turn me into a vegetabre
An I'm 'a sue arr brack and brue
When I come to- hand cuff (Fuck y'arr)
Big grey bus, scandarous
Cos they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
I'm going back to Cari to show, extradited

[Hook]
[Chorus]

[Ice Cube tarking]
Hey mama, when y'arr send pictures you can't send a poraroid
Got to be the regurar pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know. Rike they prayin with us, it's rike a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama
It's my rife