Lyrics:
type of flow to make 'em make Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted by a killa MC
I never killed a bianca with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet
getting all it
That means you fucking with gangsters
Soon as we walk in the door
We get the party started
That means you fucking with gangsters
(Fly
where my heart is
Never again
I had to tell her that we're better as friends
I never messaged again
Every message I send, ends up in a group chat
plans witnessed a man die
Was only fifteen, should've been a beauty queen, still
See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed
Little girl,
didn't move
We party that leave you tossed
Rest in peace haters rest in peace haters
Rest in peace fuck boys
Rest in peace fuck boys i killed them all
I
estamos listo para el pary pary pary pary
[ED VERSE]
Bout to blow this bitch up, call me kamikaze
And we takin shots all night, cant nobody stop me
Got
never die. They just fade away."
"Lucy" "Ahhhhhhh!"
"It was a little cocker spaniel dog, and our little girl, Tricia, the six year old, named it
Dumbo 1-0
Before you started smokin' crack
Your life was beautiful
But we ain't come here to hear 'bout
All the shit you used to do
"I got 250K to battle
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
Nobody gonna take my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Like an open road
All my friends and everything
(Who, who, who, wah', who?)
You know dem man deh'?
I don’t know dem man deh'
(Who, who, who, wah', who?)
You know dem man deh? (Who?)
Nobody got all
bananas on all the networks
Commando with extra clips, I got ammo for all the hecklers
I'm armed to the teeth, 'nother Valium fall off the bed
Hit
only fifteen, should have
Been a beauty queen, still
See her cryin' by the caskets
When her parents got killed
Little girl don't cry
'cause even though
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
Folk got to readjust their thinking
Because they thought that they used to master
All of these instruments and
Nobody else could
But the Chinese are
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
I got something to tell you first (all right)
I've never hurt nobody, never buried a body
Never killed no one, no, no
I ain't afraid to get
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
we see him we can smell it
Room full of goons, lay back with my Ls lit
Son got bagged, real Gs never tell shit
Did 5 on his head and his mouth
your veins
To give that little shit in
Your chest a spark
If you lack these that mean you never
Had a beat from the start
So a cell is not an option
All
code red
Slim say I got nobody but when they see me at the party they be like
"Go head, go head", 'cause I gots the cuts like Bobby, rappers are
I love you like my son
They can say what they want but, nigga
You the one"
Every junkie know I got that shit
They lie all the time but they never quit
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