Don't Trust 'Em(By ICE CUBE)
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You canít trust a big butt and a smile No, thatís the old style In ninety-deuce, shit ainít quite the same Bitches gotta brand new game, yo Itís kinda hard to see But the dating game ainít what it used to be Back in the day, if a ho wanted ya dough She give you a piece of ass and there we go Go and get knocked up and then get socked up You be broke and locked up But the news done hit Bitches all over on some new improved shit To yíall macks Come to find out that bitches are pullin jacks I remember every night all you had to worry about Was gettin caught at a red light And the nigga gettin ya five, day to days Now shit done changed Cos you gots to watch the ones in the skirt And it ainít about gettin burnt I know it sounds strange, but could you Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change Cos youíll get a bullet in your brain, mr rich And about that bitch, donít trust em Chorus (ice cube comin atícha with a crazy bitch) Donít trust no (bitch! bitch! bitch!) (ice cube comin atícha with a crazy bitch) You canít trust no (bitch! bitch! bitch!) *repeat* Hereís how the bitches jack: They try to catch a dumb nigga in the act You came to the club, stepped to the bar And pulled out a wad of doves After you got buzzed, she walk by You saw how big her ass was Got her on the dancefloor And she started dancin like a ho Jimmy got stiff, she ainít have a ride home So you gave the bitch a lift She didnít wanna trouble you But hopped her big ass in your bmw Hopped to her house and started kissin And jimmy just wouldnít listen Cos you got real horny And that ainít cool at four in the morning Started undressing the ho Got to the drawers and the ho said "no! "not on the first date "itís gettin kinda late, could you come back at eight? " You said "yeah!" cos you thought you met a wholesome ho But nigga, she know you rollin in some dough And youíll regret and somethin íbout a bitch you just met Donít trust em! Interlude: (scratching of bbdís ípoisoní and peís ídonít believe the hypeí) Eight oíclock on the dot, niggaís hot Dick hard as a rock Straight on a solo creep Canít wait till her little boy go to sleep So you can seduce the g Bust a nut and make an excuse to leave You got her worked out cos you the man But the bitch got diffírent plans She said "take off your clothes, jump in the bed" While she powder her nose You get butt naked, cos you ready to wreck it! Cos youís a motherfuckin punk, next thing you know The door flies open with a blast With four niggas in ski masks Pointin a gun at the pimp Youíre scared as a motherfucker and jimmy done went limp They beat you down just a taste Take ya to your house and make ya open up the safe Drove you far, tied up in the trunk of your own fuckin car Take you out and pop the cap I told you the bitch was a trap Donít trust em! Chorus