Loked Out

[Intro]
Yo man, y'all sold us out
For that you must die

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
I’m that nigga with a fresh pair of locs
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs

[Verse 1: R.O.C.]
Sucka doom, mass murderer
You ever herd of a rap burglar? Im'a serve ya
[Mo Town?]’s got enough fucking caps to peel
I got enough snaps to [put this on they phone deals?]
Don't tell me to cut lose, I don't need no rules
Step up, erupt and I knock out your fuckin' tooth
And to all the chumps that call themself my fuckin' predecessors
Step the fuck off me bitch, 'cause I'ma bury ya
Sticka, sticka nigga, pull the trigger
Sneakier than you figure, nope, no bigger
Six foot one ain't no gun, don’t be lyin’, G
Nah, shh, let 'em feel me
As soon as the deal release come blast them bitch with your ass in
’Cause I go crashin', dick in the blackened blood
And guts slashed by my big black penis
'Cause shit is so far out, punk, I bet you couldn't even reach it on Venus
Have you ever seen it? I’m like a loose screw without a bolt, yo
I'm that nigga with that fresh pair of locs

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs

[Verse 2: Mr. Bones (Big J)]
Hocus pocus, mad voodoo
I'm comin' for your soul, and I thought that you knew
Niggas better run and hope they never get found
Face down on the ground, that'll teach ya for comin' around
Runnin' your mouth like a punk bitch
Now I bet you found the crew that's 'bout to peel yo cap, snitch
Ain't this a bitch? You get ho'd every day, G
Y'all thought you could take me, but punk bitches can't fade me
Instead I'm laughin' like it was all a joke
I just be calm and put on my locs

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs

[Verse 3: Hektic (EXP)]
Suckas be talkin' shit, time to sign your death wish
How many fools would you kill to be on top of this?
Circle of mad hell, more like a jail cell
Keep your comments to yourself, this ain't no fuckin' show and tell
Crazed nigga with no brain, see what I'm sayin'?
I'm choppin' niggas to bits, and that's just how it's layin'
I do my dirty work and get it done quick
Ten on one with a gun, you can't deal with
Suckas be playin' like [?], I'm dangerous
Black magic [?] and you can't hang with this
Time traveler [?] I'm in there
I'm that nigga across alls your nightmare
Never go to sleep 'cause of what I did
You stupid sleepin' bitches, already cut off your fuckin' eyelid
I'm E.X.P., I got my finger on the trigger
So I'm known as a loked out nigga

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs
I'm that nigga with a fresh pair of locs
I'm that nigga with
I'm that nigga with a