Ghetto Bird Lyrics
Artist: Ice Cube
Album: Lethal Injection
Song: Ghetto Bird
Verse One:
Why, oh why must you swoop through the hood like everybody from the hood is up
to no good.
You think all the girls around here are trickin up there lookin like
Superchicken
At night I see your light through my bedroom window But I ain't got shit but
the pad and pencil
I can't wait till I hear you say "I'm going down, mayday, mayday." I'm gonna
clown
Cause everytime that the pigs have got me y'all rub it in with the flying
Nazi
military force, but we don't want ya Standin' on my roof with the rocket
launcher
"So fly like an eagle." But don't follow us wherever we go
The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass
ghetto bird
["Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" (2x)]
Verse Two:
Now.. My homey's here to lick on a trick for a Rolex
And let me try the four next Now the four I was driving was hotter than july
looked up and didn't see it whippin' in the sky Saw a chopper with numbers on
the bottom
"Calling all cars, I think we've got em." I hit the gas and I mashed past
Inglewood
I think I drove through every single hood South Central, Compton and Watts
Long Beach, bust a U, here come the cops Wish I had a genie with about three
wishes
Metal flake green on D's I look suspicious You know that I'm running
Shit, I hear it humming Fuck, I see it coming
Is it a bird? Yup Is it a plane? No
I hit me a right on El Segundo Wanted to holla, had to ditch the Impala
Let's see if they would folla Me, hit a fence, hit a fence, and another
met me a baby pitbull and his mother Ran up in some peoples house and looked
out of the window
I wish it was my ten-four had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the
Third
cuz I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird
"Just put his hat, ehrrr, he combed his hair and then put his hat back
on. Errr, he's acting nonchalant up there in that cockpit, going 115
miles an hour, with the police chasing him. Ehm, they're not gonna be
real happy when they catch up with him, no matter what, the eh...
Ehrr, they hate, they hate a bigmouth even worse."
Verse Three:
Officer Bird's on his way, and I don't wanna see him could you please give me
the keys to the B.M.?
See, I didn't want to gank youbut don't make me bank you, thank you
Tried to get yo the hood, and you might guess that a fool like me woulda shot
Cyrus
Incognito, Ghetto Eagle Saying, "Fuck, where did he go?"
I bust me a left from Rubellon. Park The 735 and I'm bailin
Went to my homegirl's house and got a hug man, She helped me run like Harriet
Tubman
Looked out the window by the black bed I saw the pigs and the four on a
flatbed
Then the light from the bird hit me in the face I close the blinds cause I
didn't wanna catch a case
All that night, I heard the bird circle while I was eating fish and watching
Urkel
She said I could sleep on the couch By two A.M. I was digging her out
Fuck the ghetto bird
"Which way is he going now?" "Ok, now..now he's..he's actually southbound..on
a service street..
and, uh...Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my maps out here and figure
out which service srteet he suddelny turned off on. Uh, the
sherriffsare..are...well I know that...
Sherriffs ground units got thrown off"
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird
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