Child Support — Ice Cube

Intro

Buucker, I'll beat yo' bad-ass

Hook

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'

First Verse

Bitch niggaz still wanna check my urine still can't believe what you see and what you're hearin' you motherfuckers thought you knew the whole story until your mama took a nigga on maury read your test results are you the father I looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother I'm the father of this gangsta shit never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids lil' bad-ass kids I whoop they ass every night send the paramedics bitch and the black and white I brought you in this world I'll take you out do you ugly so mamma can't make you out you know my style a colt file a report I'm a dead-beat daddy no child support you get fooled like the last trick get it out your ass bitch you niggaz know my pyroclastic flow c'mon!

Hook

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'

4X

You want child support Get it out your ass bitch

Second Verse

Ya'll niggaz know Ya'll bitches know where you get it from who's the original you got your daddy's mouth talk like a criminal keep it gangsta son never get pigeon holed rap bastards tryin' to make a classic keep your dumb-ass out of the casket cause intercope'll spend your money they don't give a fuck about a dead rapper nigga they'll chop it up keep it movin' y'all they'll come mop it up corrupt LAPD cover up everyday nigga we know drama they ain't lookin' for Osama ask Biggie's mamma thank God that the gangsta's back we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap may your lungs collapse n' m.c's are funny all you can rap about is pussy and money c'mon!

Hook

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'

4X

You want child support Get it out your ass bitch

Third Verse

All y'all rappers should kiss and make up take your bullshit jewlry back to Jacob get your mind right nigga and start to wake up cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up you got million dollar niggaz killin' million dollar niggaz bustin' outta Bentleys wearin' chinchillasss there you go again rollin' in your limo comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window I know the scripture but there's something wrong with this picture what you mad about diamonds all in your mouth no car, no niggaz house paid off I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off boy, you a fool or you just act crazy or you a grown crack baby born in the 80's to all you motherfuckers say I went Hollywood I'm gangsta! I know when I got it good

Hook

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'

4X

You want child support Get it out your ass bitch

2X

Young rappers lookin' for pocket change with boo-boo lyrics Go get your diaper changed

Outro - Ice Cube Talking

Smell like shit heyy baby change this motherfucker you smell like shit