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Ice T - G Style Lyrics

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  • Intro:
  • Yeah! right about now mother*****ers is layin for a nigga like me ice-t
  • To bust some freestyle shit... but I dont do that
  • I just cold lounge up here at the ammo dump
  • With my nigga alladdin, slj, lp and my nigga henry g
  • Yeah, we do the shit like this
  • Verse one:
  • The card after the ace is deuce
  • So cut the nigga loose on the 3
  • Thats me
  • The mother*****in t
  • I got ride on my surfboard
  • Rhyme hard
  • But only buy the shit that I cant afford
  • Thats everything
  • Thats why I truck big fat rings
  • Cause in the motherland gold is for kings
  • I got backup
  • To jack up
  • Punks who try to act up
  • Do a world tour
  • Watch the big bank stack up
  • Mother*****ers get dropped with the quickness
  • I got an ill left and a right fist
  • Make mistakes and youll lose
  • Or you might die
  • Cause Im the wrong ice for your bruise
  • And thats no lie
  • Meanwhile the penile is stacked to the top with my niggaz
  • Mostly for squeezin triggas
  • I call em homies
  • Pigs call em crooks
  • So I write and put bucks on they books
  • I give a ***** about a cop or a g-man
  • They all talk shit
  • Their breath smellin like semen
  • I catch em in the alley all alone
  • Put em in the prone
  • Pop! pop! pop! to the dome
  • Chorus:
  • Its the g-style
  • Gangsta style
  • Verse 2:
  • G style, the gangsta talk
  • I got a teflon .9
  • And it eats vest
  • I take a mother*****er out quick
  • Just for talkin 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 streets the same street to me
  • I dont bullshit
  • I dont quit
  • Writin a rhyme fit
  • Kkk pray each day
  • That I get hit
  • Mother*****ers try to flip on the icepick
  • Move and slip
  • Close the eyes and catch a *****in clip
  • Not in the ghetto no more
  • But I do hang
  • Got a black game
  • And its sittin on them thangs
  • I kick the game from the street
  • Not the slamma
  • Tighten up my knockas with a big lead hammer
  • Chorus
  • Verse three:
  • 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 homocide
  • Bullets fly
  • Ladies cry
  • A lot of people die
  • Some nights I cant right
  • Stare at the blue lines
  • I think Im a go blind
  • Then the beat becomes me
  • Sit in the dark
  • And write a whole *****in lp
  • G style, the gangsta talk
  • Never near soft
  • Hard as a knockout bout
  • Its no sellout
  • I keep crime in my rhyme
  • Cause its my thing
  • Packed with guns
  • And drugs
  • And lots of street slang
  • A-b-c-d-e-f, and lapd
  • Words from a mother*****in og
  • Ammo dump pumps the sounds that you bump in your trunk
  • So turn it up punk
  • Whatcha fraid of?
  • Whatcha made of?
  • Pull the pin
  • Set the grenade off
  • Blastin sounds out ya jeep
  • On every city street, nigga
  • Straight gangsta beat
  • Chorus
  • Verse four:
  • Many like to dress the style, and act hardcore
  • Many mother*****ers are and they crack jaws
  • I like to lay in the cut
  • In a nightclub
  • Dont smoke bud
  • Drink suds
  • But I gets loved, mack, cool
  • I scope the freak with the mad backs
  • Hit her with the gangsta style
  • Cool, relaxed, bam
  • Put her in the benz
  • Bump too $hort, let her know
  • Right off the top, whats my sport
  • You think long
  • You think wrong
  • You got it goin on, baby doll?
  • But I wont sing you no love song
  • You either love me
  • Or you dont
  • Youre either rollin tonight
  • Or you wont
  • She likes the style
  • Cause it dont bullshit around
  • Tounge 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 dont like the style, as I get wreck
  • Ease back nigga, catch a knife through the neck
  • Chorus

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