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Ice-T

Return of the Real

  hip-hop  gangsta rap  rap  hip hop  west coast rap
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Текст песни Ice-T - Return of the Real

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Yo, what`s up with all these niggasOn these muthafuckin records talkin all this bullshit(Man, I don`t know about these niggas out hereThem other sucker-ass niggas, them old fake-ass bitches)I ain`t tryin to hear that shit, manThese bitches ain`t players, man(Yeah manYou know these niggas out here been fakin for years, manI`m glad my nigga Ice comin with that HP shitThat high-powered shit..)[ VERSE 1 ]Peace to my street niggas movin that weightMuch love to my comrads who`s out in upstateMad connections from the bottom to the top of the gameStreet fame, I got much that`s in touch with my nameGot a overload of guns to unload on a lame nigga trippinWake up my posse, interrup the Rйmy-sippinFour in your back and keep bailinListen to the HK wailin and your vital signs failinEveryone that ever met me knowsI work bitches like niggas, pimp niggas like hoesCommand a mack that`s immaculate, your girl`s nakedYou think she ain`t been hit, kid yo, you best to check itFor ten years I been connected to the top of thisHold your breath, kid, I`m never droppin thisToo busy rollin off them fat chrome rimsAnd niggas who trip get sung hymnsWe crash clubs and security shitsCause they know they got size but they know we keep clipsCrazy muthafuckas lickin shots in doorsLeavin suckers` bodies bleedin over nightclub floorsYou don`t want none, son, stay goneBreak north when I come and you might live longYeah, my face kickin treble, you`re just a pebbleYou`re gettin rocked, yo E, cock the glockAnd let these niggas know, yo, that the west don`t play noneFire shoots out of my strap like a ray-gunYou broke ill and you cold fucked upNow you`re bleedin through your fingers while you`re holdin your gutFor real[ CHORUS ]So get your money how you want to, friendBut when it`s time to count the chips only the real will win(Return of the real) the game of life is only fake and trueBut it`s all about the dollars when the day is through[ Hot Dollar ](Cause the pimps don`t get no biggerThan these here niggas)It`s the return of the real(These muthafuckas best to get to recognizeBefore I gets to chastizinCause see, the shit all ties inIt`s just some of that pimp, player, hustler shitIce-T been around for a while nowNigga was gangbangin when gangbangin wasn`t even cool, niggaWhat you know about that shit?)[ VERSE 2 ]I go deep into the street life`s anatomyA nigga take me out - yo, what a upset that`d beAnd if I fall I fall on cushions, ???Hittin niggas up with the Tec and watch the blood gushinI see your videos, a 100 niggas in it you don`t knowFramed in the lens, bought friendsWho really got your back, nigga, check it outYou really possess like zero street clout (think about)The only place you`re safe is in the studioYellin in the mic, you`se a bitch, that`s rightI take a nigga like you and make him prostitute cuteSo what you got a gun, punk, you`re scared to shootYou front hardcore, but I don`t feel yaKids from my hood`ll take your punk ass and peel yaLet me check my Rolex quick because time`s moneySquintin from the Pavet face because it`s kinda sunnySkinnin the top back, flossin the rag and the thingFeelin the sun, backin off of my pinky ringHittin the `Shaw with my niggas and clownLift the ass, hit the switch, raise the front off the groundBut most of the time you can`t see a niggaDeep in the archives parlayin new ways to get my bank bigger[ CHORUS ][ Hot Dollar ](As I slides up out the do`Gots to give a special props shout out to that nigga the O.G.Got muthfuckin Red in the house[Name] and the muthafuckin ringleader of funk, DJ AceHot Dollar`s up in this muthafuckaIf you didn`t knowCount your muthafuckin blessings and handcuff your hoeYou know what I`m sayin?It`s all good for my hoodComp-town in the muthafuckin houseNigga don`t know well I tell ya like thisWest Hollywood HillsThat`s the deal, foolYou know I know the rules..)

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