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ice age - ras kass lyrics

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ay, how come you won’t gimme no p-ssy tonight?
aight, well, shake the spot then, you think you special?
i hear your car keys jinglin’, get the f-ck out

el drex, what you wanna do? shai dog, what you wanna do?
kurupt, what the f-ck you wanna do?
n-gg-, is you a rider, n-gg-? is life f-cked up?
they let the gangstas in this m-th-f-cka, ice age

i ride for my homeboys
i ride for my homeboys
n-gg-, it’s all about the money
it’s all about the chips
let’s get rich, what, what?

with my new tiny tim, try again
up against the full wind, i’m an alien beast
generate, penetrate, bust shots
then fled, quick sick in the head
rippin’ motherf-ckers to shreds

facsimiles, don’t know, friend or foe
elusive, n-gg- this exclusive, conclusive evidence
your vision is short range
rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
dis-ssembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished

perfected, demolished, rejected, fo’ sho’
like i’m supposed to know this n-gg-
i ain’t neva seen him before, my life
b-tch -ss n-gg-, who tha f-ck you supposed to be?

’cause, n-gg-z, i grew up wit’ threw up sh-t
on some i don’t give a f-ck sh-t
makin’ enemies, duck sh-t
i’m on some make a million bucks quick

money gone, quick, get a duck sick trick
not the one to f-ck wit’
my dyk- b-tch pimpin’ on some nike flight sh-t
ludicrous iron mic sh-t

stab yo cold heart wit’ a ice pick
tha ice age, ice age
tha ice age, ice age
stab yo cold heart wit’ a ice pick

now ben must be either pampered or crushed
to regulate, relegate and delegate power
n-gg- touch sumtin’, touch no one and die slower
you drain your battery you barely talkin’ like teddy ruxpin

see that’s whattup, n-gg-, i don’t give a f-ck
spit some sh-t so nasty it will make lil’ kim blush
as if a ?98 bentley didn’t tempt me
to lay bullsh-t up in dis 60
but consequently my conscience didn’t permit me

i’m one third black man
one third jackie chan and one third sand
sh-tftin’ across the surface of tha land
golden state warrior
let my nuts hang like n-gg-s in nuisance

so why you givin’ groupies all your lucci?
i’ve been known for f-ckin’ hoochies in suzuki’s
and slippin’ bougie b-tches roofie
loved yet feared, severe yet loved

the full time t-tan, fightin’ 3 million over night thugs
so get your hand out your r-ct-m
’cause you can’t stop sh-t, don’t rock sh-t
studio hustlaz claim they got more ki’s than a locksmith

what part of the game is this? overtime
gimme the mic, the money, the p-ssy and the order
the more the overpopulated, get f-cked and ovary-copulated
so all you chumps on some ?you owe me an apology? sh-t
suck your apology out my d-ck

i ride for my homeboys
i ride for my homeboys
n-gg- it’s all about the money
it’s all about the chips
let’s get rich, what, what?

we all p-wns in the game
but every p-wn got his personal chess board
but how many pieces can you afford?
we got reason to believe you a traitor
in 20 words or less webster’s definition of a playa hater

the reason why you hate me so bad
is ’cause you love me too much
but don’t like yourself enough
and, homey, that’s it, your hands probably got calluses
from the way you be swingin’ on my d-ck

that’s why your main squeeze wanna f-ck me for free
slit the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
if she playin’ wit’ her p-ssy, she can suck on my d
then you can c-m wit’ me until 2 pac

- ras kass lyrics

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