Go To Church lyrics by Ice Cube.
(feat. Lil Jon, Snoop Dogg)
***** you need to stop snitchin!
All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin
***** if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
And I'm C-walkin on the ******** concrete
Yo if you're ******** up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, ***** what's up
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's ******** ya
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" ***** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary ******** don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by *****, I'ma knock fire *****
from yo' a**, you can come try ***** (HEY!)
In the hood, all the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth b***h (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look at Mr. Jackson, ***** with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, niggaz paranoid (hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts
If you a scared ******** go to church (GO TO CHURCH)
If you a gutter ******** do your dirt (A DO YOUR DIRT)
If you a down ******** put in work (A PUT IN WORK)
[ Go To Church lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
IF you a crazy ******** go berzerk (A GO BERZERK!)
Click clackin, pistol-packin, Crip raggin folio
Who the only ***** in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw b***h, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off crackers; can you imagine how I keep s**t crackin?
It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin
I flash with the bling I sur-pass the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix hash with the green I'm the, last of the kings
If I got a b***h with me she got a** in them jeans
Rollin through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin all you suckers cause you all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, ***** what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll ******** yo' a** up
You scared, you scared
You scared ******** you scared
You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared)
You scared ******** you scared (you scared)
It goes one for the money (HEY) two for the show (YEAH)
Three for the p***y, fo' for the glow (HEY)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (NAH)
Seven for the numbers of them ******** zeroes (WHAT?)
Eight for haters, nine for the cause
Ten for my niggaz, behind big bars (HEY)
******** these devils, and they laws (YEAH!)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls
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