Ice Cube Feat Mr Short Khop Pushin` Weight Lyrics

Pushin` Weight Lyrics

Ice Cube] 

 Yeah, yeah 

 Blaze one for the nation 

 Brrrrr 

 Brrrrr 

 Brrrrr 

  

 Verse 1:  Ice Cube 

 I got lyrics that wake up spirits 

 They told me how to make big hits and spend digits 

 Can you dig it? 

 You fed, you dead, see red 

 My lead, yo head, I fed 

 Like you shit 

 I got rhymes push that shit like weight 

 My nigga Lincoln help me navigate 

 Thru this hate retaliate, it's official 

 I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb 

 When I hit you 

 Push the issue 

 My ghetto dope is amazin 

 The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin 

 That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under 

 Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder 

 The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough 

 And baby ain't old enough 

 For this game I'm rollin up 

 De-zamn it feels good to be the don 

 Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti just sit 

  

 Chorus:  Ice Cube 

 A yeah yeah 

 I push rhymes like weight 

 I push rhymes like weight 

 (4X) 

  

 Verse 2:  Ice Cube 

 I hold zone like a Corleone 

 No more fuckin with that homegrown 

 Hit the shit we on 

 The rolleo's and the baggetts 

 You still fuckin with them faggets 

 We turn haters into maggets 

 Oak on the dash, but no coke on the hash 

 You broke ass niggas learn to mash, like me 

 Constantly, put the hustle down 

 With four or five niggas that's musclebound 

 Send your head to the taxidermist 

 Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a thermos 

 You got to earn this, you can't take it 

 Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots to visit 

 Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega 

 Walkin with my entourage, I think I'm betta, makin chedda 

 You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the flag 

 You betta get back, everybody wanna do it like me 

 I got it made, been makin rap money since the tenth grade 

 (Ch-ching) 

 (since the tenth grade) 

 (Ch-ching) 

 (What you need) 

  

 Chorus 

  

 Verse 3:  Mr. Short Khop 

 I keeps a firm grip on my shit when in transit 

 Uncandid, it's the young bandit 

 Fresh out the trenches, the wood works 

 City of the ?Tempeon?, where the hoods lurk 

 In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks 

 >From shattered glass, down the pig locks 

 Want tips by the clock 

 You niggas scramblin for fouyan 

 And settle for crumbs and croutans 

 I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed killas 

 Bitch niggas get swallowed by the armadillos 

 Ain't no harmin me, the army full honary niggas you can't see 

 So while you pace bitches and saturns livin jenky 

 I hangs with niggas who got patterns on they hankey 

 After Ben Frankeys, with the big skullen eyes 

 You niggas bound and nullified 

 Sit back and mine stack it multiply 

  

 Chorus:  Ice Cube and Mr. Short Khop 

 [IC]A yeah yeah 

 [MSK]I push rhymes like weight 

 [MSK]I push rhymes like weight 

 (2X) 

 [IC]A yeah yeah 

 [IC]I push rhymes like weight 

 [IC]I push rhymes like weight 

 (2X) 

  

 [Ice Cube] (starts during chorus) 

 Ask about me 

 Worldwide baby 

 Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah) 

 Ice Cube makin more money in the rap game 

 Than some of you can (A yeah yeah) with a bird in your hand 

 Puttin it down 

 We wanted in fifty states for this weight 

 (A yeah yeah) 

 Pushin rhymes like weight 

 Pushin rhymes like weight 

 (A yeah yeah) 

 Yeah, blaze one for the nation 

 (A yeah yeah) 

 You know my name 

 You know my name 

 (A yeah yeah) 

 You know my name 

  

 [Mr. Short Khop] 

 Yeah, some of you fools just got in it 

 and think you gonna change the game 

 You ain't changin nothin 

  

 [Ice Cube] 

 I been doin this, I been doin this 

 Ask about me 

 Ask about me