01 Robbin' Hood(Cause It Ain't All Good) 02 What Can I Do (Remix) * 03 24 Wit An L 04 You Know How We Do It (Remix) * 05 2 N The Morning 06 Check Yo Self (Remix) * 07 You Don't Wanna Fuck Wit These(Unreleased '93 Shit) 08 Lil Ass Gee (Eerie Gumbo Remix) * 09 My Skin Is My Sin 10 It Was A Good Day (Remix) * 11 U Ain't Gonna Take My Life 12 When I Get To Heaven (Remix) * 13 D'voidofpopniggafiedmegamix * * Remix 

03 24 Wit An Loriginally appeared as a b-side to cubes check yo self single24 with an l, 24 years old and I got life in this motherfucker...24 with an l as I bail through the concrete, shit is kinda deepDeep, deeper than atlantis, you got to know who the man isL.a. better known as pelicans bayThe ghetto birds got the word from the stool pigeonA bird in the hand cant beat a chickenThere aint no warden (shit)Just broken glass fucking up my jordansTwice upon the time in the projectsI done got jacked for my rolexBut I keep going, let it passCause the swap meet got a sale on ski masksAnd my little homie kevinBeen carjacking since 87 (really doe)L.a. is like a jail cellAnd I got 24 with an lGet in that cell, nigger (repeat 8x)Now, I made a little money, goodBut I still want to live in the hoodBut buying new fly shitIs just like inviting ants to a picnicTheres just too many setsAnd now Im getting those kidnap threatsBut who wanna get wet? Cause Ill soak ya, you think Im fat like oprahAll I got is a little piece of nothingAnd now you want to jack all the suddenRahter have me face down on the floorInstead of that devil you work forMotherfucking cowardAnd clowning my man cause he wants to go to howardNow I got a strap when I bailThrough the hood, 24 with an lGet in that cell, nigger (repeat 8x)24 years, but see I got lifeSorry mike, it does matter if youre black or whiteCause Im up against the black and whiteThey spread my legs and grab my nuts tightNiggas keep hitting me upAnd bitches try to get a drop of nutAsking me to dick thisSo they can blow up, throw up from the morning sicknessKeep my shoulder on the wall like the countyCause you buster-ass niggas cant clown meSouth of pee go, thats where we goDeep in a regal, desert eagleSitting on my lap like a bitch with a gatWestsides on the mapSo if you want to scrap or even drop shells24 with an lGet in that cell, nigger (repeat 12x)

07 You Don't Wanna Fuck Wit These(Unreleased '93 Shit)[Ice Cube]You don't wanna fuck wit theseYou don't wanna fuck wit theseRun up you big-ass bitch and I'll have you clockin G'sWit my knockout jab, mess around and stabyo' ass in the gut, I don't give a fuckDown with the brown, clownin these honkiesthat got us in the mix with they 666Tricks get found, stinkin like tunaBailin through your hood in my fresh suede PumasAnd I don't hit gates, nigga pump yo' brakescause I ain't runnin, you better start gunninTake your hand off your metalThere's nowhere to hide, cause the world is a ghettoWant my afro long like Mad Dawgon a velvet poster, 40 on the coastercause moms don't play that shitBeen hard on a nigga since (?)8-8-6(?)Sayin you need Jesus, cause I got the fresh sweatshirtwith the three fat, creasesAnd it's on like that, nigga where you at?At a phone booth, I'm comin in the CoupeBeanie pull over, fool there they goDrive real slow so we can let them hoes knowthat G's even bust on L.A.P.D.'sMake 'em eat cheese, cause they don't wanna fuck with theseAnd he don't wanna fuck wit theseI got mo' flavor than a hoe with a dickand a stick of gum on her tongue, I get you sprungwith the psycho-alpha-disco, my fist goin my pocket, grabbin on my pistolBut I won't pull it out til it's time to spitMake the girls say, "Damn, niggaz can't have shit"Cause I see Satan, waitin in the cutfor this black motherfucker, to bail out his hutAnd I don't give a mad-ass fuckabout a sheriff who's tryin to tear-off a (??)My chinny chin chin hit him up with the rightand then I bend bend got his ass in my sightMy Chuck's hit the cement, then I bent the cornerYellin, "+Cop Killer+, and fuck Time-Warner"Got the wick-a-tick(??) niggaz say, damn he's so sweetHypnotize yo' ass like that shit "Knee Deep"And you hate it, gang-affiliatedNiggaz be bumpin, just a little somethinfrom that loc'ed out nigga that cater to the O.G.'sAnd let you know, that you don't wanna fuck wit theseAnd you don't wanna fuck wit theseAnd you don't wanna fuck wit theseRollin through the hood, when I see a bitchI hit the switch, she's on my dickFresh t-shirt, thick like I hangsThey say I got St. Ide's rushin through my veinsfrom the CRASH units, all the way to ViceThey claimin Ice Cube, ain't nuttin nicecause I keep hittin, fuck Bill ClintonNo repentin, just representinI can walk through the park cause it's crazy after darkKeep my hand on my gun, cause I ain't the oneBang you're dead, brains out your headI wish I was the nigga that invented infraredNow I got it poppin but what's that odor?Smells like a hot pot of that bakin sodaCause I know nigs from A's to Z's slangin ki'sSayin you don't wanna fuck wit theseNigga please