Gangsta's Fairytale 2

Intro: little russ Hey motherf**kin cube, what the f**k wrong with you? You didnt kick the rest of that gangsta fairytale shit Why dont you kick it one good time Niggaz on the playground wanna know whats happenin You left em hangin man, what the f**k? Verse one: ice cube Little boy blue is outta folsome Now them three little pigs gotta roast him Drivin down sesame street and I bet That little motherf**kers out f**kin smurfette Aint saw the wolf yet, but its no doubt Theyll catch his a*s slippin at his grandma house They got the mac-10 pointed out the coop Cause they gotta follow they nose like fruit loops Peeped out little miss muffet on her tuffet eatin grits She saw the mac-10 and the bitch had the shits Ran into her house, called up her crew Cause red riding hood wants to kill little boy blue And the wolf too, what is mister rogers doing? Moved out his jordan, bought him a ewing Him, little boy blue and the wolf in the cellar Planning on gettin cinderella Cause cinderella still works for the pigs Through with the dwarfs, f**kin bebes kids Now snow white got the horny a*s fever f**kin the beautys beast like jungle fever Now the words on the street When the crews meet You better make some f**kin room Cause its on with the pigs and them other nigs When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump Verse two Now little boy blue is up front With the nine millimeter, ready for the hunt Little red riding hood caught his a*s slippin Drew down on the boy cause the bitch is steady trippin About to get loose with the deuce deuce Thats when the boy said, "what about the gang truce? " The little hoe had no words The wolf came around and the bitch got served Three little pigs bought wigs Dressed like sheep, cinderella is little bo peep Tryin to creep, on the crew The wolf, the rogers, the blue, they through Cause the pigs did the buck buck bang, ping Now you hear the fat lady sing Cinderella, ran like a bitch To the pay phone cause the bitch is still a snitch Now the pigs are caught by the pigs and taken In the pen to get fried like bacon You still cant trust no hoe And ice cubell tell the kids how the stories, should go Outro: little russ Yeah cube, man that shit was dope nigga You all that and a bowl of grits Nigga that shit was on props, nigga! Yeah thats how you kick that shit for the ninety-deuce, nigga Whats happenin nigga? ! Yeah nigga thats gangsta fairytale part 2 nigga All you trick-a*s niggaz cant f**k with it