Gangsta Rap – Ice-T by MuskaBeatz
Gangsta Rap – Ice-T by MuskaBeatz

Gangsta Rap – Ice-T

MuskaBeatz * Track #10 On MuskaBeatz - One Two One Two

Gangsta Rap – Ice-T Lyrics

I’m nigga that’ll kill ya inside your crib
The nigga that’ll shake your hand and fuck your bitch
Pull out the .44s, make the chambers twist
Ice on the wrist
Find you in the parking lot, shot
I’m real, if you walk, I’m moving your jaw
Eye contact will get you laid flat on your back
Max out, mask up
I’m dumping with the flamethrowers
The illest nigga ever to rhyme
Iceburg, baby
Catch me in my rimmed-out Benz
Iceburg, bitch
Catch me with my pimped-out friends
I don’t care about cash or more
Lay low in my crib, I sleep on the floor
It keeps my hip-hop gritty and raw
Rims on the Navigator
Grind the curb like a street skater
24’s do that, true that
Chad Muska, fuck ‘em with the gangsta rap

Shut the fuck up, bitch
You dealing with the realest
Drug dealer
Street gang guerilla
Your mama talk shit, I won’t think twice and kill her
The Berg, muthafucka
Ya heard, muthafucka
[x2]

Muthafuckas ain’t heard from The Berg in awhile
But that’s what real G’s do, we keep a low profile
Got a white bitch, big tits, sucking my dick
Got a AK auto with banana clip
Feel this gangsta rap
Watch you walk your dogs
Bust a skate out, but hate me
I’m a balling hog
All in all
Hit you with your life, you wish
Wake up every morning
Blind, here’s my dick
Reach for my fist
Slide it down into my hip
I got a bruise from the barrel
But that’s gang apparel

Shut the fuck up, bitch
You dealing with the realest
Drug dealer
Street gang guerilla
Your mama talk shit, I won’t think twice and kill her
The Berg, muthafucka
Ya heard, muthafucka
[x2]

When you talk to me, take the bass out of your voice
I’ll send robbers to your pillow, watch your chest get moist
Stay the fuck out my way if you got the choice
‘Cause I’m all about my ends, and I don’t need friends
I ride with the ridaz gangbangers
Bitches, achoo
Only hardcore hookers
Muthafucka, they cute
I blow young minds with crime on the page
After you young school kids bring the cage
Hustla
Been one since the eight grade
Got my first piece of ass
Said I’d rather have cash
Truth is, I’d rather cock back and blast
All you faggot motherfuckers talking out your ass
1212 Muskabeatz on the street
Iceberg, bitch, reach for your heat

Shut the fuck up, bitch
You dealing with the realest
Drug dealer
Street gang guerilla
Your mama talk shit, I won’t think twice and kill her
The Berg, muthafucka
Ya heard, muthafucka
[x2]

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