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Check Your Game

アーティスト:Ice-T  アルバム:The Seventh Deadly Sin  作詞:AVILA ISSIAH/LABORIEL KENNY J/MARROW TRACY LAUREN/ICE T  作曲:AVILA ISSIAH/LABORIEL KENNY J/MARROW TRACY LAUREN/ICE T 

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Chorus: It's 99 players check your game Make sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones that do you The suckas that got the player hater venom I wanna take 'em outside and lay some slugs up in em [King T] When they need work They call the cali drug expert Smashing in a six hundred dollar bill burnt Looking flossy living costly Off the edge, out of state They gots to break bread, for sho I needs mo' ice drops for the lexo Briggetts sets blow when I'm sipping the mo' Freelancing, trying to build a mansion And stay faded Have hoes walk around my crib butt naked... [Ice-T] True, pop the remy kick back and let the players represent High floss true boss game and take aim These sucka wannabe's Nigga please - you're green I'll bend hoes on the downlow - banks obscene Wanna chill with these niggas, bet you wish you could And suck game out my ass like sponges I run this You can't fuck with the steelo You niggas wanna be low When I'm on the east I play ceelo Cash flow One track mind serial hustler Quick to break a buster ya snitch bitch? I'll dust ya Bentley ballin' bastard No hustler faster Game maker I knock a white bitch and break her [King T] But Ice, Chronic got me bruising my brain But soothing my pain, I'm true to the game I got my mind made I gotta be that rich motherfucker Set it up so my grandkids don't suffer The phat hummer The phat drummer - what's your choice? Trying to find a sister with a voice Make her moist I'm throwing up the W Bringing trouble to Those in sight King T and Big Ice Chorus: [Ice-T] But T that's trippin' and that ain't my sport I'd rather lamp in my crib and flip the Robb report And set my v-dozen on the streets Bump my beats Cause when I'm twisting my dubs Can't nobody compete Imagine this: A hundred G 'lex on your wrist Imagine this: About ten karrots on your fist Imagine this: All dime hoes on your list Ha - that shit would be nice But your name ain't "Ice" - kid... I'll screw the silencer on - rock you softly How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me TV,


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