Ice Cube Wicked song lyrics

Now this one dedicated to the man them call MacGuyver

And all 007 James Bond spy man inside the area

Maximum amount of respect to the man them call Ice Cube

And he bust no deuce deuce, no trey 8, but 4 4 wicked!

1. .2. .3 and I come with the wicked style

And you know that I'm from the wicked crew, you act like you knew

But I got everybody jumpin' to the voodoo

You kickin' wicked rhymes, picket signs, while me and my mob got a truck load of 9's

Drop then I'll slay ya, bang, bang, birthday dough for the A-hoe

Ready to Buck! Buck! Buck! But it's a must to Duck! Duck! Duck!

Before I bust!

You lookin' for the one that did it.

You like my vote? No your never gonna get it

Cause I'm the one with the tight mad skills

And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills, Sittin' at the pad just chillin'

Larry Parker just got 2 million, Oh what a fuckin' feelin'

So that nigga done past me the peel, and I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'Neal

Wicked, Wreckin'

Baby, I'll rock that test tube baby, take it. . .

You know them wicked, Ice Cube and Torture Chamber sound

Yes them wicked, him pick up the mic and bust up the ground

Yes them wicked, all of them gyal with the sound

My name is Don Jaguar and Ice Cube we run the town.

Don't say nothin' just listen

Got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison

You come my way you get served

Still got a deuce then I bunny hop the curb

Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin

Gotta phat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around

All you see is big black boots, step in, use my steel toe as a weapon

And it's awfully quiet, you want to label this nigga tape with a sticker

But that's nicety, cause I got a Body Count like Ice-T

From here to New York I get 'em skins, and I ain't talkin' about pork

Your sly, you pig, dig

Listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasion

Your picket signs, you know all

This funky ass wisdom picket

But your talkin'. . .

You know them wicked, Ice Cube and Torture Chamber sound

Yes them wicked, him pick up the mic and bust up the ground

Yes them wicked, all of them gyal with the sound

My name is Don Jaguar and Ice Cube we run the town.

People wanna know how come I get a gat

And I'm sittin' at the window like Malcolm

Ready to bring that noise and kinda trigger happy like the Ghetto Boys

April 29th was power to the people, ya'll might just see a seekwill

'Cause police got equal, hey, A chazzer's a pig that don't fly straight

I'm doin' Daryl Gates but it's Willie Williams, I'm down with the pilgrims

I'm just a super slave

So we'll have to break his ass up like Super Dave. . .

I'm wicked enough to pull this

'Cause now it's on to the fullest

Gorilla straight from the mist

But I don't miss when it comes to this

Bring the yellow tape

The white cape, 'cause I'm so straight

Thru with the picket signs, take his job and stick it

Bigot, 'cause I get wicked.