Don't Trust 'em
    (专辑: The Predator - 1992)
    
    You can't trust a 
big butt and a 
smile  No, that's the 
old style  In ninety-deuce, shit ain't quite the 
same  Bitches gotta brand new game, yo  It's kinda hard to see  But the 
dating game ain't what it used to be  Back in the 
day, if a 
ho wanted ya dough  She give you a 
piece of ass and there we go  Go and get knocked up and then get socked up  You be broke and locked up  But the 
news done hit  Bitches all over on some new improved shit  To y'all macks  Come to find out that bitches are pullin jacks  I 
remember every night all you had to worry about  Was gettin caught at a 
red light  And the 
nigga gettin ya five, day to days  Now shit done changed  Cos you gots to watch the 
ones in the 
skirt  And it ain't about gettin burnt  I 
know it sounds strange, but could you  Stop thinkin with ya dick for a 
change  Cos you'll get a 
bullet in your brain, Mr Rich  And about that bitch, don't trust em   [Chorus]   (Ice Cube comin at'cha with a 
crazy bitch)  Don't trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)  (Ice Cube comin at'cha with a 
crazy bitch)  You can't trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)  [Repeat]   Here's how the 
bitches jack:  They try to catch a 
dumb nigga in the 
act  You came to the 
club, stepped to the 
bar  And pulled out a 
wad of Doves  After you got buzzed, she walk by  You saw how big her ass was  Got her on the 
dancefloor  And she started dancin like a 
ho  Jimmy got stiff, she ain't have a 
ride home  So you gave the 
bitch a 
lift  She didn't wanna trouble you  But hopped her big ass in your BMW  Hopped to her house and started kissin  And Jimmy just wouldn't listen  Cos you got real horny  And that ain't cool at four in the 
morning  Started undressing the 
ho  Got to the 
drawers and the 
ho said "No!  "Not on the 
first date  "It's gettin kinda late, could you come back at eight?"  You said "Yeah!" cos you thought you met a 
wholesome ho  But nigga, she know you rollin in some dough  And you'll regret and somethin 'bout a 
bitch you just met  Don't trust em!   [Interlude:]  [scratching of BBD's 'Poison' and PE's 'Don't Believe The 
Hype']   Eight o'clock on the 
dot, nigga's hot  Dick hard as a 
rock  Straight on a 
solo creep  Can't wait till her little boy go to sleep  So you can seduce the G 
 Bust a 
nut and make an excuse to leave  You got her worked out cos you the 
man  But the 
bitch got diff'rent plans  She said "Take off your clothes, jump in the 
bed"  While she powder her nose  You get butt naked, cos you ready to wreck it!  Cos you's a 
motherfuckin punk, next thing you know  The 
door flies open with a 
blast  With four niggas in ski masks  Pointin a 
gun at the 
pimp  You're scared as a 
motherfucker and Jimmy done went limp  They beat you down just a 
taste  Take ya to your house and make ya open up the 
safe  Drove you far, tied up in the 
trunk of your own fuckin car  Take you out and pop the 
cap  I 
told you the 
bitch was a 
trap  Don't trust em!   [Chorus]