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Yeah! Right about now motherfuckers is layin 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 Ammo Dump With my nigga Aladdin, SLJ, LP and my nigga Henry G Yeah, we do the shit like this
The card after the ace is deuce So cut the nigga loose next on the 3 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 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 Muthafuckas get dropped with the quickness Dig this, I got an 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 is stacked to the top with my niggas Mostly for squeezin triggas 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 semen I catch em in the alley all alone Put em in the prone Pop! Pop! Pop! To the dome
It's the G-style Gangsta style
G Style, the gangsta talk on the full flex I got a teflon .9 and it eats vests I take 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 in a rhyme fit KKK pray each day that I get hit Motherfuckers try to flip on the Icepick Move and slip, close the eyes and catch a fuckin clip Not in the ghetto no more but I do hang Got a black phone and it's sittin on them thangs I kick the game from the street not the slammer Tighten up my knockas with a big lead hammer
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'm-a go blind Then the beat becomes me Sit in the dark and write a whole fuckin' LP G Style, the gangsta 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'cha fraid of? What'cha made of? Pull the pin, set the grenade off Blastin sounds out ya jeep on every city street, nigga Straight gangsta beat
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 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 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 love 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
Yeah, this is going out to all the hardcore motherfuckers out there representin' it. I'm talkin about the niggas 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, Ultra-muthafuckin'-Magnetics, BDP, my nigga Tim Dog, Eric P 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 suckas, out there talkin that weak soft ass shit, can kiss my black ass. This is G Style muthafucka!
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