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A Gangsta's Fairytale Lyrics

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Ice Cube : A Gangsta's Fairytale Lyrics

Songwriters: Sadler, Eric; Jackson, O'Shea;

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Once upon a time, in the black part of the city
Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0
Yo Ice Cube, man
Whassup man?
Why you

Whassup?
Yo Ice Cube man, why you always kickin' the shit
About the bitches and the niggaz?
Why don't you kick some shit about the kids, man?
The fuckin' kids?
Word

Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I C E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew

Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street 'cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop

Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe
At that type of shit he's a pro
So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil' nap
Dumb bitch, gave him the claps

Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay
Got a shot in the ass, and he was on his way
To make some money, why not?
Down on Sesame Street, the dope spot

There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe
Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew
For the man that was really important
Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan

Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes
Drove a 500 sittin' on Lorenzo's
He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out
Saw, her and her friends sellin' sheepskins

Yo yo I got them sheepskins
Yo, my empty sheepskins
Yo baby, what's up with that?

Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin' up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin' her dwarfs

Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
A bad influence? Yo I don't know
But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go

Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it
This is Little Russ in the house
Rock that shit homey, rock that shit
Well, you know the rest

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
With a joint, drinkin' some 8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill

They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be friends
Now they're enemies 'cause he's a traitor
Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him

Cinderella hoeing for the fellas
And Mister Rogers is gettin' mighty jealous
Of the cash that the pigs were makin'
Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon

'Cause Mister Rogers found out quick
That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits
They said that the motherfuckin' wolf was next
So Mister Rogers better watch his step

So he let the wolf know
We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho
'Cause Cinderella is much too fast
Before twelve, givin' up ass

Double barrels all loaded and cocked
As soon as they show, they gonna get popped
They bailed down Sesame Street and caught 'em
Little Boy Blue is up front givin' orders

Little did they know Cinderella was a fink
She called the cops and got thrown in the clink
A bad influence? Yo, I don't know
Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go

Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you?
Yeah, you aight, you in the house we outta here, see ya
Yeah, you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass
Some bedtime story huh?
It's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't wanna live here
Ay, good ol' Mother Goose, remember her? I fucked her