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 Ice Cube Chrome & Paint Lyrics(feat. W.C.) [Ice Cube] Yay-YAY! Cali-forn-yi-aye Sunday afternoon baby, pull it out Whip it out, pull it out, drive it out, drop it out You know! Let 'em know [Chorus: Ice Cube] I got chrome and paint Nigga what you thank, I got chrome and paint Bitch what you drank, I got chrome and paint Smokin that dank in my chrome and paint Street lights - dance on paint Street lights - dance on chrome Street lights - get a nigga home You can die in these streets all alone [Ice Cube] I am the wrong nigga, too fuckin grown nigga To go for that nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe nigga I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome splitter The deep-sea sniper, you got the wrong niggaz Retire like Jigga, here comes the Attila the Hun Killin niggaz for fun, these rappers is done The bigger they come, the harder they fall I burn like the sun, continue to ball He's got nuts and plus the Don touch and split the fine dutch, Starsky call Hutch He's laid, with some sluts, up in some guts Just back, in the cut, he thinks he's King Tut Cain't fuck, this nigga up, cause just, the nigga luck That niggaz, really love him and tear the city up Uhh, even though I'm fuckin with the po'-po' Them nigga know how I act in the low-low [Chorus] [W.C.] I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I snitch Off my ass khakis sag like cellulite tits bitch Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo momma Play with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin flowers I put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot rocks Hittin the switch, makin the fo' hopscotch Rollin up imperial in dickie material All in your periphreal, throwin shells at your vehicle Clipped up, pimped up, big chipped up Stacy Adams tips spiffed up, golf hat flipped up I blow yo' ass off the map, fuck with Dub I'll have yo' ass rollin home with windshield glass on your lap Fuck rap, I'm wearin a creased tee, eatin ribs Laughin at you niggaz on MTV Cribs I got the chrome thang thang to make the dome stank Hood life forever bitch, chrome and paint, c'mon [Chorus] [Ice Cube] Street lights (woop woop) [2X] Even though I'm fuckin with the po'-po' Them nigga know how I act in the low-low Slow mo', nigga check out my promo You mo'fo's can't fuck with my mojo [Chorus] [Ice Cube] Street lights [echoes] Send "Chrome & Paint" Ringtone to your Mobile
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