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Ice Cube



The Predator



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







[nakarat]







(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!)



[tekrar]







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!







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!