Bend A Corner Wit Me - Ice Cube, Mr. Short Khop

I see you, Over there, Lookin like somethin wrong

Cause I’m over here, Sittin on some chrome

Shotgun to the dome

Bend a corner wit me

When shit get boring, I jump in some foreign

Explorin through my neighborhood, All to the good

Ain’t the finest order riches

Still got ordinary bitches to jehovah’s witness

Tryin to get wit this

Know I got the green thumb, Hustler you never seen one

Extreme fun, Wit this mean one

But you’ll never get none fuckin wit them broke hoes

Pinnochios, Fuck around and get a broke nose

That’s ya fate when we congregate

It’s the great writer, Exponium big spider

Tighter than virgin cocks, At the mall like dispurge a lot

Like these niggas servin rocks

But I’m servin rhymes, Two cds at a time

Like it’s weight, Ice cube the great

Bend a corner wit me, We can ride to the store

Do it like friends do, What I’m into?

Everything on the menu, Wit extras on it

Cmon baby and jump up on it

This one is strictly, For niggas rollin 750s

And it’s polished from the 60s

Bumpin that cube shit, Do shit, I bet the wheels fall off

Before the skills fall off

Throw up the dub, Got more cocks to rub

And if you don’t, I done got this far without yo love

Hoes want the nigga in the t-shirt and rolex

And y’all still get the .9 up out the kotex

Got the o.z., And the x.

o

Broads get fatal, And don’t wanna let go

Incredible, Nigga who you rap like?

Come out the movie, Who you act like?

It’s the don, Still rappin 2000 and beyond

Tryin to come up on another million

From the gate, Khop want the whole plate

Want my drink and eat the whole cake

And won’t wait until another nigga say go

I lay low wit the tweed and the yayo

And play po, And stop niggas knackin

Still keep the set crackin

All about the cheese and how it’s stackin

And plus, It’s mo cheddar down the line

Ain’t no better time for me and a gang of niggas on the grind

Tryin to get the income, And then some

Stash a little bit and spin some

Keep it poppin till the end come

Can’t stop it, Then shawties wanna grip

24/7, Money got a nigga whipped

Chip after chip, But if I slip

Have the homie send me o.t.

and work the flip

Cause the world is payola

Silk the spot and left connect on ya wall in a black crayola

Cmon baby and jump up on it

Cmon baby and jump up on it

Cmon bitch and jump up on it

Cmon bitch and jump up on it