Текст песни Ice-T f Jay-Z - Intro (7th Deadly Sin)
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Seven deadly sins (repeated several times Morgan Freeman)[Jay-Z]Yeah yeah yo Ice what`s up?Just chilling ya heard? It`s the god.Know what I mean? Heard you preparing to drop this 7th deadly sinKnow what I mean? Just showing, you know, love, you know what I mean?One player to another, you know coastalHow we do you know? ConnectHit me up, give me a call. You know how we do? Peace outRoc-A-Fella Style, Peace[Ice-T]Motherfuckers said I`d never survive, here I amCheck your sound scan virally grand out the boxBitches and glocks, hoes got rocks on my tableFuck your cable, you better Ice that shitFuck you income you better twice that shitYou couldn`t see me if you stood right in front of a pimpYou niggas make a million dollar but still manage to sinkI can stop for 10 years and still be 5 years in front of yaWhat do ya want?Mad bitched to flauntAnd mad wealth, but you fuckin hoes yourselfIf you caught one its like a lesbian connectYou and a bitch all pussy no dickSince `86 I been bustin off clipsMashin mad whips, bendin hot chicksWestside them niggas that ride for this shitFly to New York City, crack a Brooklyn bitchYou see me in a tunnel with my niggas on hitLight skinned nigga in the full ink minkFuckin off chump change on bitches and drinks(Yo Ice you fuck that bitch?)Nigga what do you think?I aint fuckin these hoes cause these bitches aint payinPimpin to me, that aint no bullshit sayinEvery song I hear today`s about straight trickinMother fuck a bitch, hoe get your heels kickinAnd all you niggas out there that don`t like meFuck you! Fuck what you`re goin through, fuck your hoodAnd all my real motherfuckers know it`s all in the goodA nigga came up like a real pimp shouldI feel you players out there givin me loveAnd all my dead homies watchin me from aboveAnd all you down bitches recognize in the heatStep to a pimp when you see me on the streetLet a nigga know that you down to hoeRepresent the Ice and collect the doughThis aint nothing new aint no mother fuckin faзadeI`ve bee rockin shit for over 10 years godYou haters paralyze when a real baler comes aroundNigga give it up and put you fuckin head downCause you don`t wanna talk to about how much dope you soldYou don`t wanna talk ‘bout how hard you claim your roleYou don`t really look me in the eyes sucker(Know why?) Cause game knows gameAnd I don`t know you busterYou got a deal with you own reflection in the mirrorSo what you did a bidYou still a bitch kidAnd not too many niggas gonna do what I didCome off the streets, make raps about the lifestyleReal for my niggas from the ghetto to the penileSay what you will I moved to the hillsThe seventh deadly is envyNigga fuck how you feel!