Pushin' Weight Lyrics - War & Peace Vol. 1: The War Disc - Ice Cube

Yeah, yeah 

Blaze one for the nation 

I got lyrics that wake up spirits 

They told me how to make big hits and spend digits 

Can you dig it? You fed, you dead, see red 

My lead, yo head, I fed like you shit 

I got rhymes push that shit like weight 

My nigga Lincoln help me navigate 

through this hate retaliate, it's official 

I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb 

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When I hit you, push the issue, my ghetto dope is amazin' 

The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin' 

That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under 

Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder 

The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough 

And baby ain't old enough for this game I'm rollin' up 

De-zamn it feels good to be the don 

Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti just sit 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

Photos 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

I hold zone like a Corleone 

No more fuckin' with that homegrown 

Hit the shit we on, the rolleo's and the baggetts 

You still fuckin' with them faggets, we turn haters into maggets 

Oak on the dash, but no coke on the hash 

You broke ass niggas learn to mash, like me constantly 

Put the hustle down with four or five niggas that's musclebound 

Send your head to the taxidermist 

Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a thermos 

You got to earn this, you can't take it 

Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots to visit 

Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega 

Walkin' with my entourage, I think I'm betta, makin' chedda 

You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the flag 

You betta get back, everybody wanna do it like me 

I got it made, been makin' rap money since the tenth grade 

Ch-ching 

Since the tenth grade 

Ch-ching 

What you need 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

I keeps a firm grip on my shit when in transit 

Uncandid, it's the young bandit 

Fresh out the trenches, the wood works 

City of the Tempeon, where the hoods lurk 

In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks 

From shattered glass, down the pig locks 

Want tips by the clock, you niggas scramblin' for fouyan 

And settle for crumbs and croutans 

I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed killas 

Bitch niggas get swallowed by the armadillos 

Ain't no harmin' me, the army full honary niggas you can't see 

So while you pace bitches and saturns livin' jenky 

I hangs with niggas who got patterns on they hankey 

After Ben Frankeys, with the big skullen eyes 

You niggas bound and nullified 

Sit back and mine stack it multiply 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

A yeah yeah 

I push rhymes like weight 

I push rhymes like weight 

(A yeah yeah) 

Ice Cube makin' more money in the rap game 

Than some of you can with a bird in your hand 

(A yeah yeah) 

Puttin' it down 

We wanted in fifty states for this weight 

(A yeah yeah) 

Pushin' rhymes like weight 

Pushin' rhymes like weight 

(A yeah yeah) 

Yeah, blaze one for the nation 

(A yeah yeah) 

You know my name 

You know my name 

(A yeah yeah) 

You know my name 

Yeah, some of you fools just got in it 

And think you gonna change the game 

You ain't changin' nothin' 

I been doin' this, I been doin' this, yeah 

Ask about me 

Ask about me