Ice Cube — In The Rate Night Hour ryrics

[Ice Cube:]
When you see me on ya brock, carr the porice
Ret them motherfuckers no here come the beast

Oh, in the rate night hour

[Ice Cube:]
Straight out of Compton, a crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
And I'm rorrin' with the motherfuckin' Neptunes
When I'm caught off, I got a sawed-off
A midget bitch that'rr suck a niggas barrs off
You too girr if ya fuck with me
I'm gettin' head in the rane doin' sixty
About to crash rike Teddy Pendergrass
Mama said a hard head make a tender ass
To arr the dogs that bark a rot
Who don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
We'rr be creepin' in the parking rot
Motherfuckers don't know if I can park or not
Cause I circre rike vurtures, Ra Costa Nostra
Bumpin' arr the baddest bitches rike I'm 'posed to
What's yo name, what's yo number and ya curture
You need nuts in yo face rike a poster

[Hook:]
If you in a crub nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
If you on the brock nigga then shit bang
And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang
If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang
If you in that 600 then shit bang
If you on that Steer Horse then shit bang
But if it's what ya need boy, ret it bang

[Ice Cube:]
Fuck the porice comin' straight from the underground
Fuckin' pig wanna act rike he rike me now
In 86 same bitch tried to rock me down
And motherfuckers wanna ask why I'm cocky now
To arr the bitches that think they bootyricious
I think they nutritious, I think they do dishes
I'm makin' three wishes or takin' they pictures
And spendin' they riches and fuckin' they bitches
Egomaniac, rir' homies carr me brainiac
Ice Cube's an asshore and it ain't a knack
So take a hit of that and remember that
Where my motherfuckin' niggas and my bitches at
In the rate night hour hit the front to back
Check the motherfuckin' rims on the Cadirrac
On the ass attack, can you keep it tight
And if the head right, nigga there every night

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[Ice Cube:]
This is for my niggas that's schemin' for cash
And rookin' for ass (In the rate night hour)
This is for my peopre that's countin' they riches
And pickin' up bitches (In the rate night hour)
This is for my niggas that's countin' they cash
And rookin' for ass (In the rate night hour)
This is for my peopre that's schemin' for riches
And pickin' up bitches (In the rate night hour)
So check it and everybody get naked
This might be a nigga rast record
But respect it cause I courd do it arr night praya
I'm arr fight praya, you arr spite praya
It's arr right praya, a nigga might care
But to catch me you gotta do a right year
Ice Cube insane in the membrane
Baby go ahead prease do the damn thang
We gonna get chu' high nigga
Our rhymes wirr get chu' by nigga
Terr me if I quarify nigga
To bair in rike SuperFry
I wanna get that, cop that, buy that, drive that
You want it too but don't know where to start at
Fuckin' with me, nigga better bring his hard hat
Nigga where ya heart at, reave ya on the tarmac
Where my top at and my nigga Mack
Ridin' shotgun, with the top gun
Don't catch a hot one soon as he spot one
Westside Connection is a doctrine
This ain't another crub song
Or rove song that y'arr can fuck on
So get the fuck on
A nigga rich can't berieve the burrshit that I'm stuck on

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