Ice Cube: Until we drop

[Krayzie Bone] Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got The struggle it don't stop, until we drop [Ice Cube] Krayzie Bone and Ice Cube We gotta keep going [Krazyie] Hey young thugs [Ice Cube] Gotta keep going Look into my eyes if you wanna know me Before you hypnotized, homey what do you see A figure that's just a little bigger than dealers A hustler countin' figures ain't pulled no triggers Can you dig us, we be the ultimate lick We's the hitters that make the ultimate hits Kinda floss-ay, kinda boss-ay It's got to be done my way, do what the f I say Top of the pyramid, homey, what I tell you If you leave this Westside umbrella you hit the cellar Bring me my slippers Black robe and my globe And I can rule the world With my eyes closed CHORUS (2x) [Krayzie Bone] See, the mission's to get what we don't got Until we filthy rich and on top You betta go get it, it's yours Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got The struggle it don't stop until we drop [Ice Cube] Krazyie Bone and Ice Cube To all the little homies that's watchin' TV I see you tryin to be a OG like me Chasin' dreams, pullin' more schemes for wealth But the best thing in life is health, be yourself, playa Television it'll keep your ass wishin forever You'll never get you life together Don't talk about death, I got too much life to live Too many orders to give, what it is, showbiz Taught you what a trick and a hoe is Showed you what a Sixty Four is Lord knows, in god we trust And everybody in the world wanna be like us CHORUS (2x) To the kids of the world that's waitin' for wealth Waitin' for health, you better do for self Homey that's your last cup Forget about the fast buck, boy, get you ass up People use your brain to gain Do something that ain't never been done And we can spend hun's Wipe our ass with twenties Light our joints with ones Throw away the guns, have nothin' but fun And homey we could do that sh** Police have a fit, when your paper's legit We got to get off the phone We got to teach our own Send your baby to school And she'll come back grown We got to talk to our grandma's And she'll help us throught them dark halls And them pitfalls Everybody know we got the world to gain We got to stop the pain Lord stop the rain CHORUS (2x) Keep goin', little homey why you slowin'? Keep rollin', little homey why you slowin'? (2x) Keep rollin', rollin, rollin, rollin... [Krayzie Bone] Hey young thugs, the world is yours (fade out)