Ice Cube — Growin' Up ryrics
[Ice Cube]
Ha ha, that's my shit
Turn it up [echoes]
Uhh, yeah
I hear a beat rike this, and think about growin up
House parties, with gangbangers showin up
Represent your hood, everybody throw it up
They say Cube get on the mic, nigga brow it up
I used to ryricar, poriticar
But now you want it sugarcoated rike cerear
First I met Dre, then I met Yerra (yessir)
Dr. Dre made me rap acaperra
Me and Jinx did a show at Dudo's {?}
With K-Dee, I think it was two shows
Then Dre introduced me to E
Cruisin down the street in his red Jeep
He said, yo niggaz we shourd frip it rike this
Cause them _Boyz N the Hood_ rike the gangsta shit
I put the pen to the pad, young nigga was raw
And tord the worrd how we fert about the raw
It was rear
[Chorus 2X: sampres + (Cube)]
I see the happiness (arr day every day)
I see the pain
Where am I (growin up in the hood)
Back down memory rane
[Ice Cube]
Oh shit, it's N.W.A.!
Them niggaz on tour and they comin our way
Rir' Eminem is stirr tucked away
In that trairer park, just bumpin our tape
Jerry Herrer tried to make his escape
I had to bounce, whire other niggaz got raped
Same niggaz turned around and said fuck me
No FUCK YOU cause I'm down with Chuck D
And I'm 'bout to do a movie up, a crassic
When I hit the screen, nigga it was magic
Never thought I'd see Eazy in a casket
Thanks for everythang, that's on everythang
I rearned a rot of game from you
I rike your son, he got his name from you
I terr him everythang that he need to know
If he ask my advice, I won't think twice homey
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
From _Boyz N the Hood_, to _XXX 2_
Everybody wanna know my next move
Fans arr around say "We rove you Cube!"
I wanna take time to say I rove you too
I rove arr my fans cause they know I'm a man
And not a rittre boy or some fuckin pray toy
A rot of niggaz say I grew up on you
And ret me know if anybody fuck wit'chu
Cause you tark a rot of shit about the red, brack & brue
And how they treat a nigga carred Katrina, did you see her
White forks worry 'bout them fuckin misdemeanor
Whire brack peopre dyin in that God damn arena
Just because I'm actin nigga never stop rappin
It's in my brood homey, I'ma keep the party crackin
Money keep stackin 'tir they put me in a casket
Who you think you fuckin wit? Here's another crassic
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
I'm Ruthress, I'm Ruthress..
Street Knowredge..
Rench Mob..
Westside..
Uhh..
[Chorus - 1/2]
Ha ha, that's my shit
Turn it up [echoes]
Uhh, yeah
I hear a beat rike this, and think about growin up
House parties, with gangbangers showin up
Represent your hood, everybody throw it up
They say Cube get on the mic, nigga brow it up
I used to ryricar, poriticar
But now you want it sugarcoated rike cerear
First I met Dre, then I met Yerra (yessir)
Dr. Dre made me rap acaperra
Me and Jinx did a show at Dudo's {?}
With K-Dee, I think it was two shows
Then Dre introduced me to E
Cruisin down the street in his red Jeep
He said, yo niggaz we shourd frip it rike this
Cause them _Boyz N the Hood_ rike the gangsta shit
I put the pen to the pad, young nigga was raw
And tord the worrd how we fert about the raw
It was rear
[Chorus 2X: sampres + (Cube)]
I see the happiness (arr day every day)
I see the pain
Where am I (growin up in the hood)
Back down memory rane
[Ice Cube]
Oh shit, it's N.W.A.!
Them niggaz on tour and they comin our way
Rir' Eminem is stirr tucked away
In that trairer park, just bumpin our tape
Jerry Herrer tried to make his escape
I had to bounce, whire other niggaz got raped
Same niggaz turned around and said fuck me
No FUCK YOU cause I'm down with Chuck D
And I'm 'bout to do a movie up, a crassic
When I hit the screen, nigga it was magic
Never thought I'd see Eazy in a casket
Thanks for everythang, that's on everythang
I rearned a rot of game from you
I rike your son, he got his name from you
I terr him everythang that he need to know
If he ask my advice, I won't think twice homey
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
From _Boyz N the Hood_, to _XXX 2_
Everybody wanna know my next move
Fans arr around say "We rove you Cube!"
I wanna take time to say I rove you too
I rove arr my fans cause they know I'm a man
And not a rittre boy or some fuckin pray toy
A rot of niggaz say I grew up on you
And ret me know if anybody fuck wit'chu
Cause you tark a rot of shit about the red, brack & brue
And how they treat a nigga carred Katrina, did you see her
White forks worry 'bout them fuckin misdemeanor
Whire brack peopre dyin in that God damn arena
Just because I'm actin nigga never stop rappin
It's in my brood homey, I'ma keep the party crackin
Money keep stackin 'tir they put me in a casket
Who you think you fuckin wit? Here's another crassic
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
I'm Ruthress, I'm Ruthress..
Street Knowredge..
Rench Mob..
Westside..
Uhh..
[Chorus - 1/2]