| Ice-t lyrics
The 5th lyrics
He yo, Ice
This guy here say he wants to get in, man
You're sure homeboy's ready
Yo Ice, this nigga said he's ready, man
Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, right
Yeah, I'm sure, I'm ready
Aight
Know what you're in for, right
[ VERSE 1 ]
Blood flows like sands in the hourglass
Cash moves everything
Bitches in g strings
Gats flashin, mothers make cream on a stick move
Improve your dope flow
Cold max with the long dough
High rollin, back breakin plot diggers
The ill niggas
Comanche style
Blood letting weapons of death
Stop your breath
If you trip on the click
A hot thump to your chest
And your back just rips
You wanna be a made man
The fam accepts no mistakes
Chopped up bodies, lots of funeral wakes
Make your bones
Bring a rat back dead just ahead
A cop's better
Use this beretta
Snitch, bet your bitch
She in a pre-dug ditch
Cause I command a whole batallion of life takers
Plus the other bosses wanna see yo guts
Check your nuts
Dump the bodies in the desert
Here's the keys to a truck
Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and scarred
Crime intellect
More complex than nerves in your spinal chord
Bank job my forte
Not off of gunplay
Hostage taker
I killed my brother with a salt shaker
He tried to short me a buck
What the fuck
A nigga that lies
Is a nigga that dies
No cries for the punk
He got trunked and bombed
Since he tried to steal I chainsawed his arm
I drink blood from a cup when I wanna then
Plus the bosses up north made me kill my friend
They told me, "This ain't no game, kid, you're in it
You're down with the Syndicate, but never admit it"
[ CHORUS ]
Muthafucka, now you're down for life
Rat on the fam and we'll kill your wife
Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the knife
Who is this
(The Syndicate does not exist)
[ VERSE 2 ]
A thousand ki's, off-shore private yacht
Really ain't no sweat, Coast Guard and customs are bought
Columbian-Mexicano connect
Raise the bet
One DEA woudn't roll, we pulled his tongue through his neck
Just a message to the rest: don't test
Housing developments are built on the bodies
Of punks who wouldn't party
Big shots are called from the pen's inner sanctum
Where the mega-gees
Regulate the streets, fuck 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 soul, now cold blood's how you get relief
Now you do what we do, say what I say
Muthafucka, don't blink unless I say okay
This is a organization, not a one-man gang
And you die if I ever hear you spilled my name
[ CHORUS ]
My friend, I thought this day would never come
(What do you mean, man Hey!)
Who was there when your wife had your first child
(Hey, why you're lookin at me like that, man)
Who looked out for you when no one else was there
(Hey, I'm your friend, man!)
Now word's out you're talkin to the feds about me
(..they lyin, man)
There's only one thing I can do
(Hey man, wait a -)
You treat me like a bitch
(Hey yo - )
[shots]
Now look at you!
Look at you, muthafucka!
Now look at you!
[ VERSE 3 ]
Cops on the take, I got moves to make
Feds ain't that easy, I still got em to shake
They had my man's bitch wired for a month and a half
Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, bail's five million
Bounced him out in a hour - power
Went and met him quick, hit him with a ice pick
Can't take no chances, he romancin with whores
No tellin what he spilled when behind closed doors
The fam's protection and loyalty is top priority
Violate, your body is found in three states
Cargo is heat on a Hong Kong cruiser
contact
No cash, they want a ton of crystal meth
High risk'll bring more riches than the national debt
We launder money through he s&l's and pro-ball teams
Ain't no business untouched when it comes to cream
Documents forged from my hitters from Jamaica
In and out of town before you hit the ground
This is the mob, baby, now you're on, no off-switch
Suffocation you snitch
[ CHORUS ]
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The Girl Tried to Kill Me lyrics
Hit the Deck lyrics
The Hunted Child lyrics
The Iceberg lyrics
Lethal Weapon lyrics
Peel Their Caps Back lyrics
You Played Yourself lyrics
Shut Up, Be Happy lyrics
This One's For Me lyrics
99 Problems lyrics
Addicted to Danger lyrics
I Ain't New Ta This lyrics
G Style lyrics
Gotta Lotta Love lyrics
Home Invasion lyrics
That's How I'm Livin lyrics
Ice M.F. T lyrics
It's On lyrics
Message To The Soldier lyrics
Body Count lyrics
Bitches 2 lyrics
Fried Chicken lyrics
Mic Contract lyrics
Ed lyrics
Escape From The Killing Fields lyrics
Fly By lyrics
First Impression lyrics
Lifestyles Of The Rich And Infamous lyrics
Midnight lyrics
Mind Over Matter lyrics
New Jack Hustler lyrics
O.G. Original Gangster lyrics
Prepared To Die lyrics
Pulse of the Rhyme lyrics
Straight Up Nigga lyrics
The House lyrics
The Tower lyrics
Ziplock lyrics
Drama lyrics
Heartbeat lyrics
Grand Larceny lyrics
L.G.B.N.A.F. lyrics
Personal lyrics
Power lyrics
I'm Your Pusher lyrics
High Rollers lyrics
Radio Suckers lyrics
Cramp Your Style lyrics
Forced to Do Dirt lyrics
Dear Homie lyrics
How Does it Feel lyrics
I Must Stand lyrics
Inside of a Gangsta lyrics
Make the Loot Loop lyrics
Pimp Anthem lyrics
Rap Games Hijacked lyrics
Return of the Real lyrics
The Lane lyrics
They Want Me Back In lyrics
Where the Shit Goes Down lyrics
Intro lyrics
6'n The Mornin' lyrics
Make it Funky lyrics
Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!) lyrics
409 lyrics
I Love Ladies lyrics
Sex lyrics
Pain lyrics
Squeeze the Trigger lyrics
7th Deadly Sin (Intro) lyrics
Don't Hate The Playa lyrics
Check Your Game lyrics
Get Your Moneyman lyrics
NY, NY lyrics
Valuable Game lyrics
Eye Of The Storm lyrics
Always Wanted To Be A Ho lyrics
Fuck It lyrics
CJ Mac Interlude lyrics
Retaliation lyrics
Threat Interlude lyrics
Check Your Heart lyrics
Sondoobiest Interlude lyrics
Common Sense lyrics
God Forgive Me lyrics
Ice's Exodus lyrics
Reckless (12") lyrics
Depths of Hell lyrics
Colors lyrics
Pimpin' Ain't Easy (Godfather Theme) lyrics
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