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アーティスト：Ice-T  アルバム：The Seventh Deadly Sin  作詞：ASCENCIO RICHARD J/RINGLEADER DJ ACE/BATES MARLOWE A  作曲：ASCENCIO RICHARD J/RINGLEADER DJ ACE/BATES MARLOWE A 

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[Intro: WC] Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang [Ice-T] Yeah 'sup with these niggas in the club lookin' at niggas crazy and shit (Word, yeah fuck them body-o's homes) Motherfuckers is faggots (call me nigga?) [Ice-T] Step back it's the ultimate nigga with the hot shit The last standin' man, smack you with my backhand The veteran-er-the games you claim to be in Let me begin, express it, explain the dilemma [Chorus: Ice-T] It's either them or us, niggas that bust Niggas who ride, niggas that'll kill for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!! [Ice-T] It's the National Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out Niggas break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out Set the shit off with the full clips Niggas lookin' hard in the club - now whassup bitch? Whassup bitch?!! Pull your weapon if you got it I'da shot it, plus you never live with rockets tried to dodge it, caught you all in the arm pit Easy target, dug you out in the lot kid [Chorus: Ice-T] It's either them or us, niggas that bust Niggas that ride, niggas that'll kill for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!! It's either them or us, niggas that bust Niggas that ride, niggas that'll kill for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!! [El Sadiq] Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot And I'ma dead these wannabe heads with consecutive shots Man, they smile up in you, griller wanna give you a pen Stick it to your crew like glue like they been down Man listen, kill that bull with the fake-ass handshakes You can slide by me with the rest of them damn snakes Flakin' like paper while I'm takin' my life serious You talkin' and playin', your whole antenna's mystevious Claimin' that you got juice with an ultimate ?? But when the brother test you, murder and recieved no types of love You think you got game, with that favour to your brain? FUCK YA NAME!!! Stompin' the rut got yourself to blame I represent Castor - bring it



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