Текст песни Ice-T - Check Your Game (featuring King T), слова песни Ice-T

Текст песни Ice-T - Check Your Game (featuring King T)

Ice-T - Check Your Game (featuring King T) слова песни

Chorus: It`s 99 players check your gameMake sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is realYour homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones that do you The suckas that got the player hater venomI wanna take `em outside and lay some slugs up in em[King T]When they need workThey call the cali drug expertSmashing in a six hundred dollar bill burntLooking flossy living costlyOff the edge, out of state They gots to break bread, for sho I needs mo` ice drops for the lexoBriggetts sets blow when I`m sipping the mo`Freelancing, trying to build a mansion And stay fadedHave hoes walk around my crib butt naked... [Ice-T]True, pop the remy kick back and let the players represent High floss true boss game and take aimThese sucka wannabe`sNigga please - you`re greenI`ll bend hoes on the downlow - banks obscene Wanna chill with these niggas, bet you wish you could And suck game out my ass like sponges I run this You can`t fuck with the steeloYou niggas wanna be lowWhen I`m on the east I play ceelo Cash flow One track mind serial hustler Quick to break a buster ya snitch bitch? I`ll dust ya Bentley ballin` bastard No hustler faster Game maker I knock a white bitch and break her[King T]But Ice, Chronic got me bruising my brain But soothing my pain, I`m true to the gameI got my mind made I gotta be that rich motherfuckerSet it up so my grandkids don`t suffer The phat hummer The phat drummer - what`s your choice? Trying to find a sister with a voice Make her moist I`m throwing up the W Bringing trouble to Those in sightKing T and Big Ice Chorus: [Ice-T] But T that`s trippin` and that ain`t my sportI`d rather lamp in my crib and flip the Robb reportAnd set my v-dozen on the streetsBump my beatsCause when I`m twisting my dubsCan`t nobody competeImagine this: A hundred G `lex on your wrist Imagine this: About ten karrots on your fistImagine this: All dime hoes on your listHa - that shit would be niceBut your name ain`t "Ice" - kid... I`ll screw the silencer on - rock you softlyHow you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me TV, Movies, and Records and ToursSo many busters wearing Versace I don`t wear it no more... [King T]But this will be a classic Many facets to get that ass kicked The alchoholic Don, call me King Tragic Watch me speak the magicWatch me teach that old habit - full of havoc And Ice`ll tweak the mix when it staticsPeople payJust to have me stay And say a verse I`ll freak a couple words unrehearsed Then I burst I mean I bustFrom all angles Guarunteed platium on your single[Ice-T]Yo T, I really must admit I`m blessed Master V does some other shit TV`s in the head rests Never wear no vests because I got mad love I catch respect when other niggas catch slugs 1, 2 I bust shit to load guns toBeats for the hoodlums Somebody`s gotta do`emFed`s screw `emFaggot`s got my whole crib bugged Mad tapps on the phone cause I deal with the thugs Drugs? neverNo, the Ice is too clever I`m overseasCheckin G`sNigga please Ballin` since the 70`s - yeah baby Blew up in the 80`s Now you niggas hate meYou can`t see me motherfucker your focus is offYou can`t be me motherfucker, you`re broke and you`re soft Too many niggas try to pert my lifestyle - romancing I was kickin game while them kids was breakdancing Overlord - so why the wack niggas ain`t dead?Probably because my aim is over nigga`s heads/ East coast - west coast, I play the whole map and bounce/ They got a benz but live in their mom`s house... Chorus [King T]To all my G`s rock onget your ride on - when you hear itThe forbidden Gangland lyricPlayer Haters fear itGet you right up close near itPossessed by the Eazy-E spiritIce-T set the limitAnd niggas won`t cross this linesuicide - and niggas won`t cross this ninein your mouthpuffin` with my niggas down southwhat the fuck this really all about? man..I`m coming outfront and back, 98 broughamAll you fake G`s stay homeLeave that shit aloneKing Tee`s back on the throneAnd that nigga on the mic - straight goneCra-zy, y`all niggas wanna know the real deal?I`ll freestyle and smack you in your grillBomb lyrics, no special effects or gimmicksThe Syndicate will put you in the mix - biatch...

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Check Your Game (featuring King T)

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