Testo G Style - Ice-T
Testo della canzone G Style (Ice-T), tratta dall'album Home Invasion (Includes 'The Last Temptation Of Ice')
Yeah, right about now motherfuckers is out there layin' in the cut
For a nigga like me, Ice-T, to bust some freestyle shit
But I don't do that
I just cold lounge up here at the Amo Dump
With my nigga Aladdin, SLJ, LP, and my nigga Henry G
Yeah, and we do this shit like this
The card after the ace is deuce, so cut the nigga loose
Next from the three, that's me, the motherfuckin' T
I got juice, I ride on my surfboard
Rhyme hard, but only buy the shit that I can't afford
That's everything, that's why I truck big fat rings
'Cause in the motherland gold's for kings
I got backup to jack up punks that try to act up
Do a world tour, watch the big bank stack up
Motherfuckers get dropped with the quickness
Dig this, I got a ill left and a right fist
Make mistakes and you'll lose or you might die
'Cause I'm the wrong ice for your bruise, and that's no lie
Meanwhile the penile stack to the top
With my niggas, mostly for squeezin' triggers
I call 'em homies, pigs call 'em crooks
So I write kites and put bucks on they books
I give a fuck about a cop or a G-man
They all talk shit, their breath smellin' like cement
I catch 'em in the alley all alone
Put 'em in a prone, cluck-cluck-cluck to the dome
It's the G style
Gangster style
G style, the gangster talk of the full flex
I got a Teflon nine and it eats vest
I kick a motherfucker out quick just for poppin' shit
Ride Rolls, catch hoes like a mitt
LA, Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit rocks
Chi-Town, Miami, Detroit, I get much props
Because I roll with the hardcore G
Every street's the same street to me
I don't bullshit, I don't quit, write and I rhyme fit
KKK prêt-à-tire that I get hit
Motherfuckers try to flip on the ice pick
Move and slip, close their eyes and catch a fuckin' clip
Not in the ghetto no more, but I do hang
Got a black '4 and it's sittin' on them thangs
I kick the game from the street, not the slammer
Tighten up my knockoffs with a big lead hammer
It's the G style
Gangster style
Some of the times I write my raps with extreme speed
Some of the times I take the pen and make pads bleed
My mind clicks to homicide
Bullets fly, ladies cry, a lot of people die
Some nights I can't write
Stare at the blue lines, I think I'ma go blind
Then the beat becomes me
Sit in the dark and write a whole fuckin' LP
G style, the gangster talk, never near soft
Hard as a knockout bout, it's no sellout
I keep crime in my rhyme 'cause it's my thing
Packed with guns and drugs and lots of street slang
A-B-C-D-E-F and LAPD
Words from a motherfuckin' OG
Ammo Dump pumps the sounds that you bump in your trunk
So turn it up, punk
What you 'fraid of? What you made of?
Pull the pin, set the grenade off
Blast the sounds out your Jeep on every city street
Nigga, straight gangster beats
It's the G style
Gangster style
Many like to dress the style and act hardcore
Many motherfuckers are and they crack jaws
I like to lay in the cut in a nightclub
Don't smoke bud, drink suds, but I gets loves
Maxed, cool, I scope the freak with the mad backs
Hit her with the gangster style, cool, relax
Bam, put her in the Benz, bump Too $hort
Let her know right off the top what's my sport
You think long, you think wrong
You got it goin' on, baby doll, but I won't sing you no love song
You either want me or you don't
You're either rollin' tonight or you won't
She likes the style 'cause it don't bullshit around
Tongue in my ear real slow and then it went down
I gotta flip into a ill mode
Pack a clip full of hype tracks and then unload
Music for the hardcore beatdown
No weak pop shit, strictly underground
And if you don't like the style as I get wreck
Ease back, nigga, catch a knife through the neck
It's the G style
Gangster style
Yeah, this is goin' out to all the hardcore
Motherfuckers out there representin' it
I'm talkin' 'bout the niggas that's out there bringin' the noise
Motherfuckers like P.E., my main nigga Ice Cube
The Geto Boys, Naughty by Nature
EP-motherfuckin'-MD, my homegirls Yo-Yo and MC Lyte
Das EFX, Ultramotherfuckin' Magnetics, BDP
My nigga Tim Dog, Eric B. and Rakim
And my main motherfucker from up north, Too $hort
Yeah, the G style
My name is Ice-motherfuckin'-T
And all you weak-ass played-out suckers
Out there talkin' that weak soft-ass shit
Can kiss my black ass
This is G style, motherfucker
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Writer(s): Henry Garcia, Tracy Lauren Marrow, Wendell Winston
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