Different, specifically I don't copy Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy I don't play one game I bust about a dozen cuts on my LPs, none the same I ain't new to this, I ain't
got 25 years? Nah Spike 35 to life? Nah, don't tell me B.O.'s dead, man I don't wanna hear that, man I was just with him The game is vicious, no retirement
and your ass'll get tossed Bang, bang, bang, 'cause it ain't no thang To put in work and watch your head burst A lot of fans ain't shit, let me repeat
out to all the fly ladies, yeah Check me out It's time for me to kick game And if I can't do it, then ladies, Ice ain't my name Now real brothers ain't
' loose) Niggas can't hear you, muthafucker Yeah, I'm the pimp behind the wheels (But the record says the yellow niggas gettin' loose) Niggas don't understand the level of this game Ice
all simpin' Check it bitches, it ain't nothin' nice You're gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice Players, check your grip before you get
release They got power that you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your teeth You sold your
I guess I was prepared to live in a vacuum The bedroom the kitchen, the hall and the bathroom I didn't leave home much, didn't like L.A. Didn't have
Donald D the notorious, yeah [ Bronx Style Bob ] This is Bronx Style Bob... [ Ice-T ] Nat The Cat, boy [ Randy Mac ] Randy Mac One in a million on your back, boy [ Ice-T
And I'm a leave on one more note One more motherfuckin note It's like this... Look at him [Drake:] I ain't been here in a minute Cut the lights off I
m a muthafucker, You niggas betta not slip, Ice Road Truckers, Light pole barrel, chopper stupid long, New Orleans nigga, I get super Dome, Loyal to the game, the game
don't dance or boogie So never mind how we got in here with the weapons and hoodies Listen we don't pay admission and bouncers don't check us And we
, holler back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down
but a one night flang Do my thug things, livin' off the King Pin Household thug, for all up in my business 26 inch chrome rims spin Don't check me, check your
's this good You said she wouldn't I knew the bitch would 'Cause I'm a veteran, twist them in the game so fast With this pimping, bitch, you ain't go
ass nigga's you run wit' Fuck your whole street, you ain't no motherfuckin' O.G. 'Cause O.G. means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Ain't
and even the lingwood is all hood For the christ your all driving is all hood The ghetto Chorus: Ghetto Ghetto I can't get out of here Ice cube: I got
, trying to pretend you gonna win Headlock, show the block kid counterattack Dunn of mine stay connect, 4th Disciple trife Ain't nuthin ice cream, kid