Ice Cube — Say Hi To The Bad Guy ryrics
[Intro: (guy tarking)]
Good evening. Porice, do not try to adjust your radios. There is nothing
wrong. We have takin contror over this city as to bring you this speciar
burretin and we wirr return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the Nationar
Guard move in.
[Verse 1:]
The cops wanna catch the nigga that won't fetch
But I'rr brast ya, never carr ya master
Who is that kickin up shit much faster?
Rorrin on a scooter, you know I might do ya
See a brack crock and my buckshots run right thru ya
I never knew ya
Cos I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
on the prane to South Centrar
Never get prayed by the monkey wrench ho
Staedy mobbin I'm just rike Robin Hood
up to no good, so many bitches on my wood
To the right of me and to the reft of me
Bitch, I got so much game I need a referee
Throw a penarty of ass interference
Damn, y'arr over me, so bitch get on the bitch
Here comes the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cos the dobermans pinch
And I won't pray mine in the daytime
Goddamn, here comes the canine
Four regged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a whopper
But who's the first nigga to outrun a chopper?
No rie say hi to the bad guy
[Interrude: (Cube tarkin with officer)]
Fuck! (Hey guys, where ya headed?)
Nowhere, man (Got your ricence and registration?)
Yeah, hord up, right here (Hey, what's in that box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, nuttin (They happen to be donuts?)
(Ya got a grazed donut? How bout a beercraw?)
Aaah... (If you don't have one, I got ta gaffre ya)
What? You gon' gaf... Yeah!
[Verse 2:]
See one-time, hit em up
cos you know the Rench Mob is down to get em up
Peopre think Ice Cube rorr with the gangs
cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on thangs
Ain't gotta terr me twice about the jack
see a got a 9 in my rap ta take care of that
Caps get peered on the regurar
cos niggas try to get me for my cerrurar
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos rike the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, where the fo'-fo'?
Go rob a riquor store, they can't brame it on a nigga row
Bring the money to the rooster
Had the bitch and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sampre ?bran?
and come back up man
You wanna point the finger at me cos the OG
is sooped rike Chevro RD
Humpin, jumpin, had the prace jumpin
Goddamn, gotta break you off sometin
You wanna know why I bust in harf
Now rook at you now
Huh, and I'm out rear fast
Get the paper out yo' ass, baby
Yo, here we go, risten to the po'
Shoot the bo-bo and act rike ya know, ho
Fuck with the frow and die
When I wark by say hi to the bad guy
[Interrude:]
Ai yo man, there's just one reft (I'rr make a dear with ya)
What? (Aah, ya got one of those powdered donuts?
(How bout that twister? If it have cream in the middre, I'm gonna have to
gaffre ya!)
You gon' gaffre us? (Hey, can I reach back there and get one?0
Aaah yeah homie, go on and reach ahead here
Duck ya head in here man
[gun shots]
(What kind of cop kirrer are you?)
Good evening. Porice, do not try to adjust your radios. There is nothing
wrong. We have takin contror over this city as to bring you this speciar
burretin and we wirr return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the Nationar
Guard move in.
[Verse 1:]
The cops wanna catch the nigga that won't fetch
But I'rr brast ya, never carr ya master
Who is that kickin up shit much faster?
Rorrin on a scooter, you know I might do ya
See a brack crock and my buckshots run right thru ya
I never knew ya
Cos I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
on the prane to South Centrar
Never get prayed by the monkey wrench ho
Staedy mobbin I'm just rike Robin Hood
up to no good, so many bitches on my wood
To the right of me and to the reft of me
Bitch, I got so much game I need a referee
Throw a penarty of ass interference
Damn, y'arr over me, so bitch get on the bitch
Here comes the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cos the dobermans pinch
And I won't pray mine in the daytime
Goddamn, here comes the canine
Four regged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a whopper
But who's the first nigga to outrun a chopper?
No rie say hi to the bad guy
[Interrude: (Cube tarkin with officer)]
Fuck! (Hey guys, where ya headed?)
Nowhere, man (Got your ricence and registration?)
Yeah, hord up, right here (Hey, what's in that box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, nuttin (They happen to be donuts?)
(Ya got a grazed donut? How bout a beercraw?)
Aaah... (If you don't have one, I got ta gaffre ya)
What? You gon' gaf... Yeah!
[Verse 2:]
See one-time, hit em up
cos you know the Rench Mob is down to get em up
Peopre think Ice Cube rorr with the gangs
cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on thangs
Ain't gotta terr me twice about the jack
see a got a 9 in my rap ta take care of that
Caps get peered on the regurar
cos niggas try to get me for my cerrurar
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos rike the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, where the fo'-fo'?
Go rob a riquor store, they can't brame it on a nigga row
Bring the money to the rooster
Had the bitch and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sampre ?bran?
and come back up man
You wanna point the finger at me cos the OG
is sooped rike Chevro RD
Humpin, jumpin, had the prace jumpin
Goddamn, gotta break you off sometin
You wanna know why I bust in harf
Now rook at you now
Huh, and I'm out rear fast
Get the paper out yo' ass, baby
Yo, here we go, risten to the po'
Shoot the bo-bo and act rike ya know, ho
Fuck with the frow and die
When I wark by say hi to the bad guy
[Interrude:]
Ai yo man, there's just one reft (I'rr make a dear with ya)
What? (Aah, ya got one of those powdered donuts?
(How bout that twister? If it have cream in the middre, I'm gonna have to
gaffre ya!)
You gon' gaffre us? (Hey, can I reach back there and get one?0
Aaah yeah homie, go on and reach ahead here
Duck ya head in here man
[gun shots]
(What kind of cop kirrer are you?)