Gangsta’s Fairytale 2 lyrics

by

Ice Cube


[Intro: Little Russ]
Pay attention
Pay attention
Pay attention
Pay attention
Hey motherf*ckin' Cube, what the f*ck's wrong with you?
You didn't kick the rest of that Gangsta Fairytale sh*t
Why don't you kick it one good time?
n*ggas on the playground wanna know what's happenin'
You left 'em hangin', man, what the f*ck?

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Little Boy Blue is outta Folsom
Now them three little pigs gotta roast him
Driving down Sesame Street and I bet
That little motherf*cker's out f*cking Smurfette
Ain't saw the wolf yet, but it's no doubt
They'll catch his ass slipping at his grandma house
They got the MAC-10 pointed out the coupe
'Cause they gotta follow they nose like Fruit Loops
Peeped out Little Miss Muffet on her tuffet eating grits
She saw the MAC-10 and the b*tch had the sh*ts
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 getting Cinderella
'Cause Cinderella still works for the pigs
Through with the dwarfs, f*cking Bebe's kids
Now Snow White got the horny-ass beaver
f*cking the Beauty's Beast like Jungle Fever
Now the word's on the street
When the crews meet, you better make some f*cking room
'Cause it's on with the pigs and them other nigs
When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump
[Break]
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody)
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
Now Little Boy Blue is up front
With the nine millimeter, ready for the hunt
Little Red Riding Hood caught his ass slipping
Drew down on the boy 'cause the b*tch is set tripping
About to get loose with the deuce-deuce
That's when the boy said, "What about the gang truce?"
The little ho had no words
The wolf came around and the b*tch got served
Three little pigs bought wigs
Dressed like sheep, Cinderella is Little Bo Peep
Trying 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 b*tch
To the pay phone 'cause the b*tch is still a snitch
Now the pigs are caught by the pigs and taken
In the pen to get fried like bacon
You still can't trust no ho
And Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go
[Outro: Little Russ]
Yeah Cube, man that sh*t was dope, n*gga
You all that and a bowl of grits, n*gga, that sh*t was on props, n*gga
Yeah, that's how you kick that sh*t for the ninety-deuce, n*gga
What's happening, n*gga?
Yeah, n*gga, that's Gangsta Fairytale part 2 n*gga
Y'all trick-ass n*ggas can't f*ck with it
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