Ice Cube Check Yo Self (remix) Lyrics

Check Yo Self (remix) Lyrics

So come on and chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

Check, check



You betta check yo self

For you wreck yo self

'Cause I'm bad for your health

I come real stealth



Droppin' bombs on ya moms

Fuck car alarms

Do without one mother nigga wit yo alpine

Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know

And friends know, we got that indoe



Yo, I'm not a sucka sittin' in a house of pain

And no I'm not the butler, i'll cut ya head-butt ya

You say you can't touch this

And I wouldn't touch ya, punk motherfucker



Here to let you know boy, oh boy

I make dough, but don't call me dough-boy

This ain't no fuckin' motion picture

A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit ya

And hit ya, makin' they yack to the neck

So you better run a check



So come on and chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

Chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self



Yo, common, chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

'Cause shotgun bullets

Are bad for your health



Tricks wanna step to cube and then they get played

'Cause they bitch may pullin out a switchblade

That's kinda trifle

'Cause that's a knife-o AK-47 assault rifle



Hold the fifty, I' nifty now

Gotta a new style, watch out now

I hate motherfuckers

Claimin' that they foldin'

Bank but steady talkin shit in the holdin'



Tank first you wanna step to me

Now your ass screamin' for the deputy

They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row

Now the runnin' up in ya slow



You're God, used to be the Don Juan

Now your name is just Twan

Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck

You better run a check



So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self



So  chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

Big dicks in ya ass is bad for your health

Come, yeah



If you're foul

You better run a make on that license plate

You coulda had a V8

Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium

I got six and I'm aimin' em



Will I bust or keep you guessin'

'Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin'

Bitch, get off the wood, you no good

There goes the neighborhood hooker



Go ahead and keep your drawers

Givin' up the claps and who needs applause

At a time like this, pop ya coochie and ya dead

Bitch is a Miami hurricane head



Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs

Nappy dugout, get the fuck out

'Cause women like you gets no respect

Bitch, you better run a check



So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self



Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

'Cause bitches like you

Is bad for my health



So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self



So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

So chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self



Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self

Before you wreck yo self

'Cause the lench mob

Is bad for ya health



Nine-trey, remix

Old school tip, yeah

It's like a jungle

Sometimes it makes me wonder

How I keep from goin' under?