Superstar

(albüm: Terrorist Threats - 2003)

While your shucking and jiving I'll be driving
Rolling in my SUV (west-side nigga)
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super super star (star)
You know we're super super star (star)

[Ice Cube:]
Everybody know jail records sell records
I'mma catch a case come to court nigga bail naked
I got the formula double murder equal double platinum

I know these bitch niggas wondering why I'm busting at em
The rich and famous ignoramus
It's kind of heinous with the picture of the world that he paint us
The most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug got
Ain't enough nigga, where your mug shot?
Where's your drug spot nigga yous a was-not
I can't bump your shit if you never was shot
Before you bust a verse nigga go snatch a purse
You ain't my dog till you laid up in a hearse
And you'll learn about loyalty when the record company
Try to fuck your family out the royalty
Your number one with a bullet and you took it in the back
Goddamn that nigga can rap

While your shucking and jiving I'll be driving
Rolling in my SUV (west-side nigga)
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super super star (star)
You know we're super super star (star)

[Mack 10:]
Now break me down check my resume tell me what it say
It's the hood or nothing cross em out and put a K
No NO it don't matter how good you spit
If you ain't hit the trauma unit they ain't playing your shit
Who gives a fuck if your money and game up to par
'Cause jail time and bullets make a nigga a star
But it's a shame you ain't getting no real ass figures
Got these white kid fools like you some real ass niggas
But most of ya'll is cowards ain't nothing like me
'Cause I'm a Westside motherfucker Inglewood G
And fuck selling records if I gotta get murked
I'd rather put my hustle down cook and cut up work
And it ain't but a few real killas and scrappers
And all these so-called gangstas really backpack rappers
And I can care less about a battle with skills
'Cause when you bump Mack 10 you get the real reel

While your shucking and jiving I'll be driving
Rolling in my SUV (west-side nigga)
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super super star (star)
You know we're super super star (star)

[WC:]
Fucked up down the game is fucked up now
This new rapper got shot and looked up now nigga
Fuck a peace service soon as Dub hit the surface
I got em shaking and nervous 'cause ya'll done created a murderous
Brazen tattoo so blaze the zag fool afraid the gat you
Got my gauge right at you
Fuck Paula Abdul I'm an American Idol
With my album cover posing with a semi auto rifle

'Cause murdering vital cells and steels ain't real enough
The media wants drama so I ain't giving a fuck
If I kill me a nigga won't get shot in the heart
I can hit the countdown to one-o-six and park
So bang this shit nigga hang that shit
You say you don't but I know you love this gangsta-shit nigga
'Cause bullet holes and record sales go to together
Like cops and radars, ash and A&R

While your shucking and jiving I'll be driving
Rolling in my SUV (west-side nigga)
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super super star (star)
You know we're super super star (star)

[Ice Cube:]
To all my niggas loving chicken and watermelon
Talk broken English and drug selling
Rap murderous lyrics and story telling
You got to be a felon to get your shit selling
And if it got to be that way
A nigga murder me a rapper today
It just happened today
So if I come clapping your way
It's just to sell what a nigga sold back in the day
Bang this and my niggas get dangerous
Bang this with a four five stainless
Bang this and the bitches go brainless
Bang this if you want to be famous
Bang this and my niggas get dangerous
Bang this with a four five stainless
Bang this and the bitches go brainless
Bang this if you want to be famous