Extradition Lyrics - Ice Cube

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[Ice Cube Talking]
Dear Mama, If some people came by the house lookin for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube.

[Hook]
Keep my hand on my gun cuz 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 lawyer
This bitch named Netoia say, "They lookin for ya"
Got to get the fuck out of here ("yeah right")
This bitch dimmed the lights ("nigga, spend the night")
Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
Cuz this the same street I got shot on
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So God bless the Impala, double-s
I gotta holla cuz I'm smokin on double breath
Freakin, niggaz be leakin information
Got the feds seekin incarceration
Niggaz say my name popped up
Bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up
They try to stop up my cash flow
Leave me asshole-naked
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all the records
Nigga gettin skinny eating Denny's
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties

[Chorus]
Listen, 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 locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath

[Verse 2]
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let em know where you are
Tried to get a rental car
But he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called 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 (click-click)
Rap gauge, put it down the G-way
Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway
She say, "Let's hear the Circle K"
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
before I'm through, I'm going back to California

[Hook]
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
My boys Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate all fifty states
Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
Low-key, you feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob me (Fuck)
Federal, don't like no black heterosexual intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
And I'ma sue, all black and blue
When I come to, hand cuff (Fuck y'all)
Big grey bus, scandalous
Cuz they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
I'm going back to Cali fo'sho, extradited

[Hook]
[Chorus]

[Ice Cube talking]
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid
Got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know.. like they playin with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama
It's my life






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