Lyrics:
I call it antifreeze
Take one sip a drop off to her knees
Mista V.I.P, get like me. Ice piece on white beat', I call it Iced-t
Cush by the seven's
died
556 that's homicide
Tell my niggas let's run Inside
Cha cha det nigga
Let's gone head and slide
Drive by that nigga
Then go to tha five
Bye
1-800-Iceman... ice ya'self up...
Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, Im-pala!
Mannie: DV-to the-DV-to the-DVD, you can HOLLA!
[BABY] (Verse 1:) Fa' sho,
everything to me
And we were boys in bars
Cool as ice cubes, Sharp as darts
Runnin down all those lonely hearts
All that liquid goes
All those lives we sewed
We still right here don't fresh your luck
What the hell is Ice Cube talkin' about
That's how you get these here parked in you mouth
Westside ride
ice I'm froze ice on my neck ice on my wrist look at the way it goes all over my body shining all over thee boy Last Dragon call me Leroy watching out
y'all wanted to play me like I was a clown
I'm still representing for the G.O.D., and I'm still gonna pray for you homie
But just like Ice Cube said in
they actin' like faggots
I feel like Ice Cube man these niggas need a daddy
Pokin' out dey chest and always actin' like dey bad
While I'm snappin' like
of making L.A. well respected
Of course with the help of the gang that's Ruthless
Peace to the homies as I do what I mean and
MC Ren is in the house, Ice Cube
fuck wit me...
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Some bitches don't believe I can spit that 'Izm
Till they wind up wit dick all in 'em.
Till they find theyself
you drinking partner this boy this breakfast
How it go mane how ya living homie
You a player ain't cha
Making your own money
That ain't this and this
you drinking partner this boy this breakfast
How it go mane how ya living homie
You a player ain't cha
Making your own money
That ain't this and this
"fuck me?" (holla holla)
(Remix) Fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch (Fuck that bitch)
Bitch steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that bitch
Biotch!
the rules, I rather play by myself
Ice cube on the chain, Double G on the belt
I know I'm poppin, Ain't no stopping
Everybody want some
Let me get a taste,
[Intro:]
I thank these niggas scared me (its cool though)
nigga bump my shit see dont even holla.
I bump yo shit nigga Ima holla at you
(Butfuck that
neck
I got 15 bows
& imma get em gone by sunset
I got drums bro got sticks
We den made a drumset
Stopped to get ice cubes for my lean
She asking are we
to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass til the end
With my pistol, runnin' from Da Lench Mob
Is how you survive in South Central
Kick the instrumental,
to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass til the end
With my pistol, runnin' from Da Lench Mob
Is how you survive in South Central
Kick the instrumental,
to the third degree
Who me
I'm a g who like to scrap-a-lot
Down with Rap-A-Lot
And I can't stop, won't stop
So fuck Bill and Hillary
Ice Cube there ain't
A bad influence? Yo I don't know
But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go
Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it
This is Little
shit up
[Mannie:] 1-800-Iceman - ice yourself up
[Lac:] Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, and Prowler
[Mannie:] DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA
are just a decoy
D boy is not a boy I'm a man you annoy
Me to the point where I got to keep the toy
Right by my side is cocked ready to deploy
Seek
[Ice Cube]
Here's another day at the stoplight
I'm looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South Central is putting Ice Cube to the test
[Ice Cube]
Damn G the spot's gettin hot
So how the f*** am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at n****z through a microscope
In L.A.
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