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  • *(two dope fiends talking)*
  • (whistle)
  • Hahahaha.
  • *eh, eh, eh, yo mama got a long ass throat, when she drink milk, by the
  • Time it get to her stomach it's spoiled... ahaha!!*
  • *where you get that cream from man??*
  • *the ice cream man, man, that nigga ain't no mutha *****in joke.*
  • *hold on, hold on, close the blinds, cuz, cuz the neighbors are lookin.*
  • *what?? nigga lets get busy man, i'm ready to hit this big shit man, you
  • Know what i'm sayin, this is big, big....*
  • *get that kid outta here!!*
  • *whoa!! the kids!! man get the kids outta here.*
  • *close the door, cuz they gonna tell on us.*
  • *eh i'm blazin this up fo tha ice cream man nigga!!*
  • Uh, uh, uh,
  • Yeah.
  • Chorus *(yukmouth)* x2
  • It's the ice cream man,
  • ***** don't you hear the music??
  • (dope king, dope king.)
  • I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it!!
  • Verse 1 *(yukmouth)*
  • This shit is to be to let go,
  • So welcome to the ghetto,
  • Got no love from my moms an pops had to creep an caulk heat wit my
  • Fellows,
  • Niggaz from the big o,
  • Always down to scuffle,
  • Had the hustle from the get go,
  • An didn't no.... body, give a ***** about jerold,
  • Not when i had hella dirt an lint in my dried up ass curl,
  • Hit the dice game,
  • Hurled off the night train,
  • So hang that four-fifth at my brain,
  • If you want me to do the right thang,
  • Ever since my eyes open,
  • I musta really sell dope in,
  • The 6-9 village of east oakland,
  • Hopin,
  • My dad would come back,
  • But that fool vamp,
  • Now my mama spend the checks on woozy's an the food stamps,
  • That's why my ass was pumpin gas,
  • An shootin craps,
  • So i can make me some rootin-tootin scratch,
  • No dap from the school hoes,
  • Now why did i cut school,
  • ***** school,
  • Cuz me didn't have no school clothes,
  • I had to go,
  • Hook up, a book up,
  • Now i'm a crook up,
  • On the late night posted,
  • Slangin cakes like hostess,
  • Sumpthin ferocious,
  • Mo candy than reese pieces,
  • Fo human species,
  • That wanna swap fo t.v.'s an v.c.'s,
  • I'm ready,
  • Like heav d, nuttin but love fo ya,
  • Fedi dubbs fo ya,
  • The only nigga would glove fo ya,
  • It's me,
  • The ice creamery,
  • So weasle down the yellow brick road while i fold the greenery.
  • *(chours)* x2
  • Verse 2 *(knumskull)*
  • You wonder why i became the ice cream man,
  • Cuz i knocked straight hands,
  • But niggaz on my block didn't understand,
  • That i was born to be a factor,
  • If roses what i play, to get paid,
  • Then don't fade,
  • But first give a nigga props,
  • Fo ditchin cops,
  • I couldn't work,
  • So i knew a nigga couldn't stop,
  • Slangin mo yay than the next man,
  • If i come up, don't get mad,
  • Juss give a pound an let the best stand,
  • Cuz i done tried gettin twenty off a note,
  • I been there, slangin fo the next nigga still broke,
  • He flippin shit, but you ain't,
  • You ***** around an crumble,
  • Then you come up short on yo bundle,
  • An plus the dope fiends be gafflin,
  • Rolled out all yo scratch,
  • You broke, so you whips up a dangle batch,
  • To get enough to cop a zip,
  • I'm stackin up my grip,
  • Got my .380 out so i don't slip,
  • I need some real folks to come up,
  • Niggaz wit some guts,
  • Plots an set up shop, wit dru an yuk,
  • My lick mates,
  • 100 percent hustlaz,
  • Games an heists,
  • Quick to lick a niggaz house on bikes,
  • Twice the game, bigga the endin,
  • Endin rules,
  • Much shit, an tucked tens is what i'm sendin fools,
  • I goes through all shit,
  • To lick a ball *****,
  • To law shit,
  • Then i'm off wit the lootchie,
  • My game is ready to be sold,
  • I got my stripes fo followin the yellow brick road.
  • *(chorus)* x2
  • Verse 3 *(yukmouth)*
  • Now i'm the ice cream man,
  • *****,
  • Don't you see the man sittin on gold ones,
  • Dishin off half, zips, an whole ones,
  • No one,
  • Could stop the operation stackola,
  • A black soldier slangin crack only fo scratchola,
  • I told ya,
  • I do it to fold ya,
  • Straight over nighter,
  • Then flag the driver down wit my flash lighter,
  • "he speak please g, please don't say no to me, fo the cream, i dream, i
  • Fiend like jodeci!"
  • Notice he had a g ready to spend it,
  • Splended,
  • Got my shit so i won't get apprehended,
  • Once again it's on,
  • I gets my bail on,
  • Weasle down the yellow brick road wit hoes an my mail on.
  • Verse 4 *(knumskull)*
  • I chops cream,
  • Seems like the whole block is holdin now,
  • Broke my triple beam, cuz the whole scene is rollin now,
  • Hope i can get to break it down an hold thangs, wit my luck,
  • Num an yuk, wit gold thangs on the ice cream truck,
  • Nut up wit nuthins,
  • Stroll down the yellow brick road,
  • Quick to lick fo some paper to fold,
  • Stole my whole load,
  • What you want a nigga to get hurt fo??
  • My operation don't include spendin on the turf hoe, (biatch!)
  • The quickest nigga to finish,
  • I cruise some,
  • Can't be too dumb,
  • Sewed up the block,
  • Where you from??
  • So float on, an roll on, an understand,
  • Easin down the roooaaad,
  • It's the ice cream man.
  • *(chorus)*
  • Biatch!!

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