Juice Magazin - Check Yo Self (Remix) lyrics

[Produced by DJ Muggs] [Intro: Das EFX] Yeah So come on and chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self Check [Verse 1: Ice Cube] You better check yo self before you wreck yo self Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms f** car alarms Doing foul crime I'm that n***a wit'cha Alpine Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know And friends know we got the indo No I'm not a s**er sitting in a House of Pain And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya Head-bu*t ya, you say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mothaf**a Here to let you know boy - oh boy I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy This ain't no f**ing motion picture A guy or b**h-a, my n***a get wit-cha And hit you taking that yak to the neck So you better run a check [Hook: Das EFX & Ice Cube] So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played Cause they b**hmade pulling out a switchblade That's kinda trifle cause that's a knife, ho AK-47, a**ault rifle Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow I gotta new style (Watch out now) I hate motherf**ers claiming that they folding bank But steady talking sh** in the holding tank First you wanna step to me? Now your a** screaming for the deputy They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row Now they runnin' up in you slow You're gone, used to be the Don Juan Check that sh** out Now your name is just Twan Switch it, snap it, rolling your eyes and neck You better run a check [Hook: Das EFX & Ice Cube] So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Cause big dicks in yo a** is bad for ya health Chickity-check, yeah, chickity-check, yeah... [Verse 3: Ice Cube] If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate You coulda had a V8 Instead of a tre-eight slug to your cranium I got six and I'm aimin' em Will I buss or keep you guessing Cause f** you and that sh** you're stressing b**h get off the wood, you're no good There goes the neighbourhood hooker Go ahead and keep your drawers Giving up the claps and who needs applause At a time like this, pop the coochie and you dead The b**h is a Miami Hurricane head Sprung, n***as call her 'Lips & Lungs' Nappy dugout, get the f** out Cause women like you gets no respect b**h, you better run a check [Hook: Das EFX & Ice Cube] So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self Cause b**hes like you is bad for my health Chickity-check, yeah, chickity-check, yeah... So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self Cause the Lench Mob is bad for your health [Spoken outro] Nice-trey, remix Old school tip, yeah It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder How i keep from going under