Jackin For Malt Liquor

Lyrics

[Verse] Gimme that brew, fool, it's a full-time jack move St. Ides malt liquor make the black move And I'd tell any Tom, Dick and Hank Who bought 8 ball, "You got ganked" Go with the black, not the copper 'Cause the S-T crooked I is so proper With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B Plus a tall can and a 40 And here's how we'll greet ya Pass you a brew first time we meet ya You'll feel dumb 'cause you didn't know Ice Cube don't drink that other beer no mo' Drink some and you won't change back You'll say, "I ain't never drunk a beer like that" Off the end of the bottle, you choke Short Dog's in the house — "Yo, pass the dro!" And if you wanna come up Pull to the store, get out and then run up Go to the counter with your five And buy a 40 of the St. Ides