Ask About Me

Lyrics

[Bridge: Mr. Short Khop & Ice Cube] I check it in on the West Coast (Ask about me) I check it in in the Dirty South (A-yeay) I check it in in the Mid-West (Hustle, man) I check it in on the East Coast (The Hustle Gang) [Interlude: Ice Cube] Look at me Don Dada Poppa Doc [Verse 1: Ice Cube] Check my blood pressure, they think they fresher than the Don Prescription pills to keep me calm Nigga, I'm the bomb! In the black Testarossa, sippin' on Mimosa I plead "No, Sir" I'm in the west wing at the Nikko Give me cinco kilos from Puerto Rico when I "okay" it So much cheese, you got to weigh it Never thought these niggas was the feds "Freeze" was the sound, I started lettin' off rounds Lay the whole fuckin' room down I don't wanna see Your Honor Ratha eat piranha from Benihana Smokin' marijuana in my sauna I done had it with these addicts and faggots They done ratted causin' static Bring me my A-U-T-O-matic Oh, niggas wanna see how we ride? Bitch, you know the motherfuckin' side World motherfuckin' wide [Chorus: Ice Cube] Make your hustle official And them niggas that's wit' you Gotta push the issue On them fools that diss you Whether pump or pistol When it's up in yo' gristle Hand yo' mama a tissue If I decide to kiss you [Bridge: Mr. Short Khop & Ice Cube] I check it in on the West Coast (Ask about me) I check it in in the Dirty South (Ask about me) I check it in in the Mid-West (Hustle, man) I check it in on the East Coast (The Hustle Gang) [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Can you dig her? It's the bigger, seven-figure, super nigga Wit' the triggers at your dome, we like to roam Through yo' muthafuckin' home like a comb And find the money that's gone And we'll take you, shake you Break you, make you take two To your own with the chrome Nigga, shoot! Execute, they try to electrocute, I got too much loot Ya say I'm on your hit list, you niggas miss Tryin' to turn my motherfuckin' cheese into Swiss Rappers make bucks and I can hear it, hard to fear it 'Cause I know you grew up on my lyrics It's the boss player Never lost hair over assholes Blast holes in you motherfuckin' tadpoles Like a bullfrog, nigga I'm a bullhog Guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog Where millions never gave a fuck about Sicilians Or killers on TV can see, we got the real ones So check your motherfuckin' CD-Rom And yo' World Wide Web, dot com It's the Don Mega! [Chorus: Ice Cube] Make your hustle official And them niggas that's wit' you Gotta push the issue On the fools that diss you Whether pump or pistol When it's up in your gristle Hand yo' mama a tissue If I decide to kiss you [Bridge: Mr. Short Khop & Ice Cube] I check it in on the West Coast (Ask about me) I check it in in the Dirty South (Ask about me) I check it in in the Mid-West (Hustle, man) I check it in on the East Coast (The Hustle Gang) [Interlude: Mr. Short Khop & Ice Cube] What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang) What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang) What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang) What cha call it? (Hustle, man) Huh? [Outro: Ice Cube] Ask about me Ask about me