ice - dok2 lyrics
ice lyrics
[chorus: dok2]
everybody gotta hustle, everybody gotta win
everybody gotta tussle, but someone chillin’ bouta win
i ain’t worried when it’s cold, ’cause all the saddest on fire
when their hands on stove, i’ma turn it to a ice
everybody gotta hustle, everybody gotta win
everybody gotta tussle, but someone chillin’ bouta win
i ain’t worried when it’s cold, ’cause all the saddest on fire
when their hands on stove, i’ma turn it to a ice
[verse 1: jacob santana]
i fell in love with the ice
top down when i’m back in la
be the first to offer advice
but when you need ’em, they got nothin’ to say
i’m in the demon tryna switch up the plates
feds watchin’ tryna build up a case
money comin’, clip come at the gates
i’m makin’ sure it all fall into place
[?] for a season
kick in doors they don’t need for a reason
told my shooters, “pick him off when you see him”
ambulance got the call, and they speedin’
first responder tryna stop all the bleedin’
seen him once when i left, he was leakin’
filled with confidence, you know i’m conceded
i know you said it, tryna see if you mean it
if he say he got it, then tote it
if he say he ’bout it, then show it
i came from the bottom, the lowest
my shooter gon’ show no emotion
neck [?] ocean
blue strips, you know none of this foldin’
loose lips, rapper’s body on frozen
case closed, they ain’t have nothin’ to hold him
if i drop a bag, i get him hit
count up the cash, smoke up the zip
drivin’ too fast, we loaded as sh*t
don’t wanna clash, i leave him ripped
[?], you know that’s a hit
when i touch down, fear of god on the kicks
i’m checkin’ everything off of the list
n0body can f*ck with us, now i’m convinced
[chorus: dok2]
everybody gotta hustle, everybody gotta win
everybody gotta tussle, but someone chillin’ bouta win
i ain’t worried when it’s cold, ’cause all the saddest on fire
when their hands on stove, i’ma turn it to a ice
everybody gotta hustle, everybody gotta win
everybody gotta tussle, but someone chillin’ bouta win
i ain’t worried when it’s cold, ’cause all the saddest on fire
when their hands on stove, i’ma turn it to a ice
[verse 2: dok2]
nice guy with a bad image
good vibes, i ain’t mad with it
i like it more than the fake gimmicks
my way different, i just pavin’ it
[?]
keep it raw, no [?]
dirty raw with the clean shoes
take the hard way out, please do
i don’t plead you, i ain’t no clown
f*ck the rollie, i’ll take your crown
fake dudes that ain’t never around
pay the price, then i lay it down
watch your back on them, they be’ lyin’
fake smiles with a swallow [?]
[?]
[?]
fear of god [?] head to toe
hate the kid [?]
freedom fighter, just let me go
you don’t feel me, then pay me no mind
i don’t need your money, your time
been by myself nearly my whole life
hustle [?]
[?] for the whole night
all night i’m cookin’
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[chorus: dok2]
everybody gotta hustle, everybody gotta win
everybody gotta tussle, but someone chillin’ bouta win
i ain’t worried when it’s cold, ’cause all the saddest on fire
when their hands on stove, i’ma turn it to a ice
everybody gotta hustle, everybody gotta win
everybody gotta tussle, but someone chillin’ bouta win
i ain’t worried when it’s cold, ’cause all the saddest on fire
when their hands on stove, i’ma turn it to a ice
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