Check Yo Self Lyrics by Ice Cube

Check Yo Self Lyrics

    Chorus:
    So come on and chick-ity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

    You betta check yo self for you wreck yo self
    Cause i'm bad for your health
    I come real stealth
    Droppin bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms
    Do without one mother nigga wit yo alpine
    Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know
    And friends know, we got that indoe
    Yo i'm not a sucka, sittin in a house of pain
    And no i'm not the butler, i'll cut ya
    Head-butt ya, 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 dough-boy
    This ain't no fuckin picture
    A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit ya
    And hit ya, makin they yack to the neck
    So you better run a check

    Chorus

    Tricks wanna step to cube and then they get played
    Cause they bitch may pullin out a switchblade
    That's kinda trifle, cause that's a knife-o ak-47, assault rifle
    Hold the fifty, i'm nifty now, [watch out now]
    I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank
    But steady talkin shit in the holdin tank
    First you wanna step to me, now your ass screamin for the deputy
    They send you to charlie-baker-denver row, now the runnin up in ya slow
    You're god, used to be the don juan, now your name is just twan
    Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck, you better run a check

    Chorus
    Big dicks in ya 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 ya cranium
    I got six and i'm aimin em
    Will i bus or keep you guessin
    Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin
    Bitch, get off the wood, you no good
    There goes the neighborhood hooker
    Go ahead and keep your drawers
    Givin up the claps and who needs applause at a
    Time like this, pop ya coochie and ya 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

    Chorus

    Cause bitches like you is bad for my health
    Cause the lench mob is bad for ya health

    Nine-trey, remix, old school tip, yeah
    It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from goin under

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