Текст песни Ice-T - Ziplock
Ice-T - Ziplock слова песни
Once again I`m back in the place to beThe I, the C, the E, the TI`ll never get a Grammy, so fuck the GAll I need is crowd, and my M-I-CGot a gangster ass DJ named Evil EMy record label`s called Warner BWilliam Morris is my agencyI`ll never go broke, I got propertyGot a dope pitbull named FelonyGot four gold albumsSo what you tell`n me?Power was two, Iceberg was threeThis one here shipped five hundred GNow when I roll, I roll stupid deepBenz`s, Bemers, and boomin` JeepsI`m always strappedCause my money I keepYou move on the IceAnd you`re goin` to sleepBut when you see meWalkin` down the streetYou say, "What`s up Ice?"And I say, "Peace!"You give me a dap, I give you one backCause I ain`t soupedSo forget about thatWe might take picturesSign n utographKick a little flavorHave some fun and laughBut step to me wrongYou might get shotAnd wind up lookin` out a ziplock!!!