Ice-T Lyrics
14. Threat (Interlude)
Featuring Threat
[Threat] What they screamin' when they shout? Who they fiendin' fo' - Zoo rock the house fo' sure We boom you need some elbow room, that's right Cause I be chokin' the mic, place me under arrest I'm on the hit list baby cause I'm one of the best We on a quest all across the coast to get fresh, yeah, yeah Nigga fly like the air, been up in the game and you can keep the change Tried to smash all the beef, turn the leaf over Cheap Rock-Rolla, can't be seen, bring your football team Bump your Queen plus we want the chips Spank the white man on his ass with the whip The world is fillin' us, killin' us softly, Adolf Khadafi Still real gangsters don't tell what they do, they just do what they got to
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