Robbin' Hood (Cause It Ain't All Good) - Ice Cube

See who the fuck I’mma jack today

Nigga broke, shit

And it’s early in the mornin

«Today I’m going to tell you the story of Robin Hood»

At last, grab my ski-mask out the closet

Now let’s see how big did my balls get?

I brush my teeth — it takes a thief

Swervin, cause I’m tryin to roll up the chronic leaf

At a stop sign, I take a hit and hold it on

I cough (*cough cough*) now I’m off

Drivin down the two-lane highway

It’s all bad, thinkin bout shit I never had

Pass through the W.S.

(neighbor-hood)

Knowin I can do my best in Westwood

Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie

He sticks up his finger like, «Fuck me»

Now I gotta to follow him HOME, with my CHROME

Send him to the Twilight ZONE, it’s ON

Niggas say I’m gone cause I’m fuckin with the rich

(say what?) but they all full of bitch (yeah)

Don’t need a snitch, so I’m rollin solo

In a straight bucket, no it ain’t a low-low

He pulls up to a seven bedroom, eight bath

Oh yeah!

He’s got to feel the wrath

Pistola to the neck, devil turn off the Westec (?)

And when you’re rollin have mo' respect (bitch)

Tied his ass up and took everything I could

A nigga straight robbin, mobbin, back to the hood

All my niggas love the adventures of

All my niggas love the adventures of

All my niggas love the adventures of…

.

Robin hood, cause it ain’t all good

Since two-eleven is my favorite number

Fuck squabbin, cause I be Robin like the Boy Wonder

«Holy Bandit!»

Leave yo' ass stranded and you know that

Unhook the LoJack, cellular phone under the flo' mat

(Uh) They wanna say that it’s federal

Actin like your ninety-five Coupe, is headed fo'

Beirut they wanna shoot me like a terrorist

But I don’t give a FUCK, cause I’m takin care of this

Trigger finger got blisters

Heard from your sisters, you be rollin on the twisters

Now when we meet, I can make your heart beat.

.

and make you feel, so neat

Or you can get us fifteen

Twenties out the ATM, I’ll take all of them (give 'em up)

I’m king of the slim jim, it’s the incredible

Nine-oh-two-one-oh, is where I’m headed foe

Don’t need no Merry Men, I fuck around and bury them

(POW!) if they told, what I stole (uh)

Motherfuckers got to know that I’m lethal

Steal from the rich, and slide it to my people

I stalk, rich ass people like Hudson Hawk

Bitch don’t talk, let’s take a walk

Nigga got nuttin to lose, you know the rules

The purse and the jewels or the eleven o’clock news

Which one?

Magnum gun to the titties

Makin scared devils, move from my city

With the strong-arm, fuck the long arm of the law

Bitch count to ten and forget who you saw (hurry up)

Had to clock her with the handle, cause

Your husband’s a thief with an S&L scandal

Don’t feel bad if you’re stuck up, ahhhh

Nobody move, nobody get — shut the fuck up!

I’m nervous, quick to serve this

Heat in yo' meat, make your blood skeet

A nigga just tryin to get on his feet

So hurry up rich bitch, before I twitch

She said, «Don't rape me, and don’t kill me»

Nigga don’t want to fuck, yo' filthy ass

Just give me the cash and we good

All I wanna do is rob you on my way to the hood

All my niggas love the adventures of

All my niggas love the adventures of

All my niggas love the adventures of…

… Robin Hood, cause it ain’t all good