Текст песни: Ice Cube - Don`t Trust `em



You can`t trust a big butt and a smile

No, that`s the old style

In ninety-deuce, shit ain`t quite the same

Bitches gotta brand new game, yo

It`s kinda hard to see

But the dating game ain`t 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 y`all 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 ain`t about gettin burnt

I know it sounds strange, but could you

Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change

Cos you`ll get a bullet in your brain, Mr Rich

And about that bitch, don`t trust em



[Chorus]



(Ice Cube comin at`cha with a crazy bitch)

Don`t trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)

(Ice Cube comin at`cha with a crazy bitch)

You can`t trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)

[Repeat]



Here`s 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 ain`t have a ride home

So you gave the bitch a lift

She didn`t wanna trouble you

But hopped her big ass in your BMW

Hopped to her house and started kissin

And Jimmy just wouldn`t listen

Cos you got real horny

And that ain`t cool at four in the morning

Started undressing the ho

Got to the drawers and the ho said "No!

"Not on the first date

"It`s 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 you`ll regret and somethin `bout a bitch you just met

Don`t trust em!



[Interlude:]

[scratching of BBD`s `Poison` and PE`s `Don`t Believe The Hype`]



Eight o`clock on the dot, nigga`s hot

Dick hard as a rock

Straight on a solo creep

Can`t 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 diff`rent 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 you`s 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

You`re 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

Don`t trust em!



[Chorus]

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You can`t trust a big butt and a smile

No, that`s the old style

In ninety-deuce, shit ain`t quite the same

Bitches gotta brand new game, yo

It`s kinda hard to see

But the dating game ain`t 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 y`all 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 ain`t about gettin burnt

I know it sounds strange, but could you

Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change

Cos you`ll get a bullet in your brain, Mr Rich

And about that bitch, don`t trust em



[Chorus]



(Ice Cube comin at`cha with a crazy bitch)

Don`t trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)

(Ice Cube comin at`cha with a crazy bitch)

You can`t trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)

[Repeat]



Here`s 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 ain`t have a ride home

So you gave the bitch a lift

She didn`t wanna trouble you

But hopped her big ass in your BMW

Hopped to her house and started kissin

And Jimmy just wouldn`t listen

Cos you got real horny

And that ain`t cool at four in the morning

Started undressing the ho

Got to the drawers and the ho said "No!

"Not on the first date

"It`s 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 you`ll regret and somethin `bout a bitch you just met

Don`t trust em!



[Interlude:]

[scratching of BBD`s `Poison` and PE`s `Don`t Believe The Hype`]



Eight o`clock on the dot, nigga`s hot

Dick hard as a rock

Straight on a solo creep

Can`t 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 diff`rent 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 you`s 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

You`re 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

Don`t trust em!



[Chorus]

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