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Funky Gripsta

Ice T1994年1月1日

Funky Gripsta 歌詞

 

Intro:Ice T

Yeah Ice T n***a Seventh Deadly Sin

It's all about that hardcore mind

Got my n***a Radzay my n***a Bazaro my girl Gripsta in the house

We gonna do it for all the hardcore *s out there like this

Radzay

A hard hit makes a soft a*s that's what they told me huh

I'm totally gone I'm in another zone n***a put me on this

We layin' stick my lyrics is heat

Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep n***a peep

I remember watchin' the news dead people in jimmy bag

I got a Nine n***a get me mad

And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin'

I'm cats and crippin' lickin' is civil like Jack the Ripper

I'm on a mission drippin' a fog

An when it sees a million motherf**kers deceased

Some of police are brutal hog I'm actor baitin'

No hesitation to slice a motherf**ker in thirty places

F**k a case ain't leavin' traces here to Redder Dip

I'm aimin' a automatic find a b***h I'm hangin' up

Protainin' up boss strangler better save my mother

Flat packs will end as brothers the bloody covers

Bloody gloves like Yo J AK's my brainwaves

I'll strung a n***a all day to my dear play you won't be comin' back

I put that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop

My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non stop

The cemetary is what you facin'

My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws brains call

Recommend that you get your homies and watch your motherf**kin' game fall

I only like my s**t hardcore

Radzay South Central L A n***a

I only like my s**t hardcore

I only like my s**t hardcore

I only like my s**t hardcore

Ice T

Prepare for the night that you never wanted

These streets is taunted blacked out impala with the big rims on it

Hit'cha corner with the lights out b***h it's on

Duck down wit'cha kids you know what you did

Motherf**k what your *s say watch for the ricochet

It's gonna be hard to hear much once my trigger spray

That's neither here nor there just beware

Cause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flair

You now listenin' to the most hated and most loved at the same time cuz

Ice n***a what the f**k you wanna do about a T

Most'cha b***h *s can't f**k with me

Cause your chin chalked talk I can see through

Like you're rollin' in a phat V 12

Bulll*pull quick and have your s**t cocked or dropped

Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop

It's motherf**kin' game to rap about *s' for real

Double action ain't gotta cock back no more

Got you b***h a*s *s sweatin' like Taibo

Rather lookin' in my face I'm just checkin' my flow

So I advise you to keep it in the studio

Your attittude you don't wanna meet me dude

My crews' like a f**kin' wild bunch of escaped beasts

Like scientists cross cells of apes and G's

All the war get you battle gear black fatigues

You talk s**t your crews' catch a casualty uh

I only like my s**t hardcore

Ice T n***a what

I only like my s**t hardcore

I only like my s**t hardcore

I only like my s**t hardcore

Bazaro

Aiyyo my style be official I bust like a pistol

Criminal the issue mad s**t the n***a been through

Peep now system handcuffs n***a listen

Word up robbin' white boys to buy blunts

The representative GorTek Assassin thought to be a stallion

Yo I be splashin' Street Wars

The hardcore Ambassador in a black four door Akaror I attach yours

The Marquise piece gold teeth and medallion

Heads I be sappin' like the grams I be baggin'

Fightin' women cut throat and tree smokin'

Violatin' infiltratin' blunt bakin'

Block regulatin' the cake bake a brick flippin'

Green expedition thicker to body stickin'

Bazaro yo I got the hardcore flow

I drop to put a rock from the Bronx y'all know

I only like my s**t hardcore

Bazaro Boogie down Bronx baby

I only like my s**t hardcore

Grip

On the mic Grip be flexin'

Who's next to wreck when I mic check mic check

I'm checkin' any verbal an' steppin'

What the f**k n***a duck you ain't f**kin' with this

Get touched cause I lust to bust when I clutch

With the quickness killin' lyricist when I spit this

Who's next on my hitlist when I rip this

Lyrically I'm material the Rap War General

Droppin' h*es quicker than a syllable yeah you killable

Your style unfillable wishin' my s**t was stillable

I eel for the f**k of it queen you know I'm lovin' it

D**k never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it

You need the whip cluck it kid I'm furious

Leavin' your crew delirious so you don't take it serious

I'm guessin' you was serious about the West none test

I got the rep for my *s on the shaw

Got the ball f**k the law and yep I wet 'em out

As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out

Spray 'em out lay 'em out

Ain't no surprise come see me with four eyes

Young Grip I'm a prize prepare for you demise

Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor

N***a this is Coroner

Ice T

Gripsta Oakland California

I only like my s**t hardcore