Ice Tabuza
Ice Tabuza
Ice Tabuza
We're doing it as the trophy
Not a class run
Ice Tabuza
We're doing it as the top
Not a class run
Ice Tabuza
We're doing it as the top
Not a class run
Remember back in the days
When things just had ways
Cos Ellie's shades just all gray
And Chapengues' honey's had the hot top jelly
Super skelly
MOTHERFUCKERS was all friendly
Louching at the barbecues, drinking brews
With the neighborhood crews, hangin' on the avenues
Turnin' your pages to 1993
Niggas is gettin' smoky, believe me
Toast slick, you get your neck slick, quick
Slick as real street niggas ain't havin' that shit
Toakin' techs for rent, smokin' lugs in the project
All waves, shootin' dives all day
Waiting for niggas to step up, want some fightin' shit
We get hype and shit and start fighting shit
So step away with just this fight ways
Motherfucker, this ain't back in the day
But you don't hear me though
Yo, come on, leave me, yo, one, two, three, one, two, three
All it is to me, it's a mystery
I hear your motherfuckers talk about it
But I stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chug around it
And I'm down with the shit too
For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use kung fu
Instead of a Mac 10, they try to scratch it
And it's fucked in the back gate
Like fuck-a-buck-pattern when you sleep on the street
Little motherfuckers with heat, wanna leave a niggas 6 feet deep
Then we come into the waste
To make sure the pine and commotion ain't the motherfuckin' fate
Back in the days, the parents used to take care of us
Look at them now, they ain't even fuckin' scared of us
Callin' the city for help because they can't maintain
This is the chain
If I wasn't in the rat game, I'd probably have a teeny deep in the crack game
We cut the street to the shortstop
Either you're slinging fat rock or you got a wicked jump shot
Shit, it's hard being young from the slums
Even five sick gums don't know where your meal's coming from
And now the shit's gettin' crazy on your major
Kids younger than me, they got the Sky Grand Pages
Goin' outta town, blowin' up
Six months later, all the dead bodies showin' up
They make me wanna grab a nine and a shot
But I gotta go identify the body
Damn, what happens to the summertime plug-up
Every time I turn around, a nigga's gettin' took out
Shit, my mama got cancer and oppressed
Don't act me wild, motherfuckin' stressed
Things don't change
Today's agenda, got the suitcase that's in the center
Go to room 112, tell a block adventure
Feel the strangers, if no money's a stranger
We got these kids and rangers, believe them niggas bring us
All they told is stainless, you just remain us
Call us possible, make the deal go through
If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do
Please make them killin' clean, scrubs up in between
They're eyes like true lies, killin' the friggin' scene
Just bring back the coke for the green
Or else, your life is on the shelf
We mean this, Frank, the cats, we fuckin' with the mom
See your mom's gas tank, let's get this money, baby
Man, they shake me, freaking shake
Dressed up like ladies, they burn on the 3380
Then they come to kill our baby, that's all out
I got cats that blow the wall out, clear them all out
Fuck this wall out, word is fresh, I bet they push me
Fuck the real, here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14, five to piece
And I'm the cop six, buy the house on the beach
Supply the peace with jeeps, brick a piece, the beach
Everybody gettin' clean, no one considered a leech
Think about it now, that's damn near 1.5
I'll kill them all, I'll be set for life
Frank, pay attention, these motherfuckers and henchmen
Bring the games, if you got it, still get paid
Extra robbery, fuck the robbery, I'm the boss
Promise you won't rob them, I promise
