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by Ice Cube feat Das Efx
# Debut Chart
1 Jul '93 R&B
20 Jul '93 Hot 100

Lyrics

So come on and chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself You betta check yo self Fore you wreck yo self 'Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms Fuck car alarms Do without one mother Nigga, with your Alpine Sold it for six-o' Always let tricks know And friends know We got that indoe Yo, I'm not a sucka Sitting in a house of pain And, no, I'm not the butler I'll cut ya, headbutt ya


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You say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya Punk motherfucker Here to let you know, boy, oh, boy I make dough, but don't Call me doughboy This ain't no fucking motion picture A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get with ya And hit ya, making they yack to the neck So you better run a check So come on and chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself Chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself, boy Chickity check yourself 'cause Shotgun shells are bad for your health Tricks wanna step to Cube And then they get played 'Cause they bitch may be Pulling out a switchblade That's kinda trifle 'Cause that's a knife-o' AK-47 assault rifle Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow I get a new stash (Watch out now) I hate motherfuckers claiming That they folding bank But steady talking shit In the holding tank First you wanna step to me Now your ass screaming for the deputy They send you to Charlie Baker Denver row Now they running up in ya slow You're God, used to be the Don Juan Now your name is just Twan Switch it, snap it Rolling your eyes and neck You better run a check So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself Come on and check yourself Before you riggity wreck yourself So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself Big dicks in your ass Is bad for your health If you're foul, you better run a Make on that license plate You coulda had a V8 Instead of a trey eight slug To your cranium (pow) I got six and I'm aiming 'em Will I bust or keep you guessing 'Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing Bitch, get off the wood, you no good There goes the neighborhood hooker Go ahead and keep your drawers Giving up the claps and who needs Applause at a time like this Pop your coochie and you're dead Bitch is a Miami hurricane head Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs Nappy dugout, get the fuck out 'Cause women like you gets no respect Bitch, you better run a check So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself Come on and check yourself Before you riggity wreck yourself 'Cause bitches like you Is bad for my health So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself Come on and check yourself Before you riggity wreck yourself So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself So chickity check yourself Before you wreck yourself Come on and check yourself Before you riggity wreck yourself 'Cause the Lench Mob is bad for your health Nine-trey, remix Old school tip, yeah It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder How I keep from going under

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