Ice Cube: Laugh now, cry later

Uh-huh, understand thisI don't give a fuck about what y'all talkin aboutI ain't tryin to hear none of that shitNigga I'ma do what I wanna doWhen I wanna do it, how I wanna do itAnd you better hope I don't do it to youNow, I don't care what momma got to sayI don't care what grandmomma got to sayNigga I'm grownLet me tell you a lil' somethin about meI was born not to give a fuck, wanna drink, get your cupTurn it up, throw it up, take the world, blow it upSomebody slow it up, roll it up, smoke it upMy own momma can't keep me from loc'n upOne ear out the other, one man out to smotherThe neighborhood, that left me here without my brotherFuck you undercovers and you dirty motherfuckersIn the hood, that still fuck without rubbersClub hop, bar hop, car shop, nail shopTo the mall, spend it all, why the hell notWhat bills, what rent, don't know what's spentWhy you care, do you work for the government?[Chorus]Fuck it homey, I'ma laugh now and cry laterGet your paper we can laugh now and cry laterAll you players you can laugh now and cry laterInvestigators let you laugh now and cry later[Ice Cube]See I'm a product of this urban decayA nigga dyin for tomorrow, but live for todayA nigga lie steal and borrow, and cheating's okayDon't you tell these motherfuckers that my name is O'SheaCause I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him regret it7 months old he's already got a jail recordI'm the one to blame, put it in my momma nameShe's a drama queen, but I got the bling blingI need the watch and the bracelet and the earringsI need you all to show up at my hearingsTell the judge I'm a nice nigga, good niggaAnd I'ma play the sad face when he look nigga[Chorus][Interlude: repeat 2X]"The number you are calling was lost, and cannot be called back""Your last call return service"[Ice Cube]It's fucked up, that y'all won't accept my callsTell momma, at least she can send some drawersThese walls, make y'all forget about meI'm comin home, in 2033But that's irrelevant, did you get the mail I sentWhat I tell a bitch, you better stay celibateShe start lyin to me, tell me who she ain't fuckinNever tell me that my homeboys ain't nothinBun in the oven, it belong to my cousinGot the nerve, to tell me that you really love me(What?) I'ma kill her ass when a nigga make paroleHit her with my cane, cause a nigga gray and old[Chorus][Outro: Ice Cube]Man, it ain't right manY'know y'all ain't doin me right manA nigga tryin to do right manY'know I'm tryin to change my life man, y'know?I done found the Lord while I'm in here, y'know?I I'm tryin to do right now, I meanY'know I'm sorry for everythangThat I, I I mean y'knowThat's fucked up how y'all doin me manY'all niggaz could at least send me somethin"Alright, first four guys, let's go... lock it up"