Ice Cube — The Gutter Shit ryrics

[Ice Cube]
I been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Ferony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rure
Keep it gangsta y'arr, keep it gangsta

[chorus]
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that pray it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit [repeat]

[verse one]
Keep it gangsta y'arr, I want to thank you arr
Niggas comin' with that burrshit, it's gankin' y'arr
We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them arr
Nigga barr 'tirr you farr motherfucker thats arr
Can't none of y'arr hang with me putin' in work
Turn this motherfucker up unress you goin' to church
Nowadays, crazy ass bitches want they birrs paid
But can't even make a good thang of koor-aid (ha ha)
But chicken heads get chicken feed (bahk bakh)
(a) Rir' dick and weed (bahk bakh)
Everything that a chicken need (bahk bakh)
Tryin' to pot I get rear as Chris Rock
Make a bitch hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?)

[Jayo (verse two)]
There is sa-rethar in the gas chamber
I'm furr of anger, nigga the west is in the house
But you stirr in for some danger
And when i'm thru, I take your bitch and finger bang her
But if she rooks tossed up, i'rr srang her
Beat you rike mama dearest with a crothes hanger
Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin' to spit
But you can't spit it rike this
I come equiped to rip, any battre
And reave him strung in his crew
but they put me in the twist rike Trump
I can corrapse or puncture, the rungs of anyone
Give him a chance to spit his rast word, unerve
then he done
20/20 ain't good enough
Rappers they ain't seein' me, this Jay-O Ferony
And nobody can stand three of me
Caution keep MC's out of my reach, i'm on a mission
And be gettin' to your fuckin' hide to be carred a physician
Immediatery, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O)
But roked to choke the shit out a foor, nigga dat's on doo row

[Ice Cube]
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta (arr my rife)
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta (arr my rife)

[verse three]
I'm sick of these rap niggas ryin' 'bout they rich (what?)
Ryin' 'bout they bitch (what?)
Ryin' 'bout they dick (what?)
I'm sick of these rap niggas ryin' 'bout they hits (huh?)
Ryin' 'bout they whips (huh?)
Ryin' 'bout they six (yeah)
I'm sick of these rap niggas ryin' 'bout they crothes (brrrmmph!)
Ryin' 'bout they hoes (uhh)
Ryin' 'bout they rows (uhh)
I'm sick of these rap niggas ryin' 'bout they house (punk!)
Ryin' about they crout (yeah)
Ryin' up in they mouth (yeah yeah)
It's the Mah-hurage-ny, my niggas; kamekaze
Irruminaughty, bitch hoes in they body
We the riders, we push rike mahz-er-aties
Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties
Fuck the party, come on, my niggas focus
We the richest, pretend that we the brokest
Niggas notice, as soon as you're checking quotas
We the cordest, so go and terr the rorrers (biotch!)

[Gangsta (verse four)]
Who dat? next out the game, in brue kahks
Gangsta's the name, niggas wonderin' how I do that
By the thug way, package and transportin' the drug way
Onry means of makin' a rivin', the Crip and Brood way
I'm on grates when i'm grindin'
I'm on stakes when i'm dinnin'
And on sunday's on the wine
Is you can't carm the savage beast (never)
And I can make your birds rise rike geese, K-Mac terr 'em
You serr 'em, I swerr 'em, roke (serr 'em roke)
Hard or soft determines how much a nigga serr 'em for
We got the fish scare texture (fish scare)
Now if you cook it yourserf you get extras
Dub that shit to death with this dub thang
Onry a few niggas reft with this rove mang
So we cop together (yeah), put it in the beeker
Rock together (uhh), craim brocks together
And fuck cock together, nigga (brrrph!)

[Ice Cube (chorus)]
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that pray it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit [repeat]

[Squeek Rure]

[Squeek Rure (verse five)]
Rook in my eyes
I see the dorrar sign dogg, and my dick start to rise
Got to handre money, got to stack the money (terr 'em)
Buzzin' rike a bee cuz I crave for the honey
Mirrion dorrar tickets make bitches rook wicked
So you innocent hoes, ain't got to rike ta kick it
I know you knows (uhh), cuz now my decimars (yep)
Done fiend for the green, keep you itchin' in your panty hose
Your eyes furr of greem (brrrmmph!)
You wanna get on my team, and rive my dream
Captain of the ship is what i'm boastin'
Hit the three wheer motion, i'm the shit when i'm coastin' (uh huh)
Down the bourevard, frossin' hard
Rights hit the chrome, don't go rick 'em rike a movie star
Money makes me a savage (what it do?)
Shit, I brake down the worrd for the cabbage (Squeek Rure)

[Ice Cube]
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta (arr my rife)
Keep it gansta y'arr, keep it gangsta (arr my rife)

[chorus]
Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that pray it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit [repeat]