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Текст (слова) песни: Charli Baltimore f Mobb Deep - Ice

What, what
Uh, uh
What, uh

What, yeah
Uh, yo
Yo, what
Yo, uh
Yo, uh

[Charli]
Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry
Niggas might rob me
See these niggas that go with car figures
Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure
Matchin` Jon Gotti to roll through customs nigga
Roll the custom built shit, I bust them clips
Niggas trust my lips, while they suck they dicks
Plus the Kiss be the Long Goodnight
Murderous bitch be the wrong in spiked-typed
Price right, be that song, the right type
But only if Havoc and P spittin` wit` me
And they say they gon` see that C.B. nice wit` it
Hinnesy and Rimmy, and give me some ice wit` it
Shake down, niggas`ll throw some dice in it
Put your Money on Chuck or in 9-9, you`re fucked
Try your luck, stress this red-head
I mix blood in my dye, like my faily ties

[Chorus: Havoc & Charli]
When you in the mix with this shit
Skin and bones, nothing but the fists
Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid
Other dogs posted up over here

Niggas fuckin` up, where my niggas at huh?
Niggas be frontin`, where my niggas at what?
Yo they don`t want it
This is live nigga rap
Scared getta gat but if not, it`s cool
Cause right here is where it`s at

[Havoc]
Yo, when I foul out on lab mouse
One nut and I`m out
Ain`t tryin` to stick around, let a nigga catch me out of bound
Don`t give a fuck about a rumor
Know how I get down
Let my man`s do it, he gots to right to it
Known Jay come through the door, still like they "Who this?"
Don`t got beef, but got niggas, serious ones
Make sure a nigga here, plus lasted wars
And stay countin` all that cash when I`m fuckin` wit` `Un`
Fuck around with my funds, got a bring a gun
Please don`t make me have to puncture ya lungs

[Ty Nitty]
Cause we the ones rockin` `em, the ones toppin` `em
Gold bars unpredictable, like Mystikal and Shock and `em
We heavenly like BIG, Pac and them
Mobb Deep and Charli Baltimore, who`s coppin` `em
Who`s lockin` `em, who`s hotter then them
It`s like a dice game and Crack Tito totterin` them

[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
Yo, all and together we gon` rush the front door
Get at them
They dumpin` our songs, so now it`s on
Infamous, my niggas pop clips to this
And fight to it
Niggas respect it, it`s like we magnetic
It`s like the last thing you want is drama
Go at the girls, have a good time, don`t make it a problem
While we pop bottles of Mo`
Burn down bottles of `dro
Smack that ass of models and ho`s
Rappin`, all ya`ll some rag old bunnies
Ready to jump off
I`m on the side fondlin` this Marcy
Black Barbie doll, Q.B. bitches ready to brawl
Charli Baltimore payin` dues, got it `em balled
At the bar slashin` bitches
Over some niggas
From a Wayne cell, we stuff back in `96
Spaid like... swallow the Gin, we musclin` in
Play ya par kid, don`t be a talkative Marvin

[Chorus]

 

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