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Check Yo Self (Remix)

by Flavor Flav

[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*ck car alarms
Doing foul crime
I'm that n*gga 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 sucker sitting in a House of Pain
And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya
Head-butt ya, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mothaf*cka
Here to let you know boy - oh boy
I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy
This ain't no f*cking motion picture
A guy or b*tch-a, my n*gga 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*tchmade pulling out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife, ho
AK-47, assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow
I gotta new style (Watch out now)
I hate motherf*ckers claiming that they folding bank
But steady talking sh*t in the holding tank
First you wanna step to me?
Now your ass 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*t 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 di*ks in yo ass 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*ck you and that sh*t you're stressing
b*tch 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*tch is a Miami Hurricane head
Sprung, n*ggas call her 'Lips & Lungs'
Nappy dugout, get the f*ck out
Cause women like you gets no respect
b*tch, 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*tches 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]
Nine-trey, remix
Old school tip, yeah
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How i keep from going under