[Big Tymers] 1 - I rock ice (lil' daddy) Everytime I step I rock ice (lil' momma) 'cause I love the rep I rock ice (whole world) 'cause I'm doin' my thang I rock ice
Übersetzung: Hot Boys. Rock Ice.
] [1] I rock ice (lil' daddy) Everytime I step I rock ice (lil' momma) Cuz I love the rep I rock ice (whole world) Cuz I'm doin' my thang I rock ice Bling
the ice on my watch Aint about teh coop of my truck Baby its about the Game It aint about the shoes that I've got Aint about my dough or my rocks Ain
Took ya spot, parked in it too, Watchin it flow, lighter fluid, saliva what can ya do, Go get ya crew to hype ya up stand behind you like whoooo! That boys hot
Stones are screaming, hot lattes, the rosees My robes is a murder statement, you fucking with rode rage Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls Children
to the block The task force coming, I got crack in my sock White Rock on the dinner plate, get cash, shit is hot Smash whips on the Interstate, we dash
, classic murders, slick gun material Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial Hammers that hardly work, go to work Like a slave on a hot day, with no
city boy, country boy, neva been a monkey boy, jack boys, crack boys, dope boys, trap boys, see me in the club,shawty call me throwback boy, black boys, black toys, eatlin like the fat boys
call for flight 1259 departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis Thank you [Ice Cube] Damn G, the spot's gettin hot So how the fuck am
money, that's it, yeah money, that's it This is Little Russ in the house Rock that shit homey, rock that shit! (Well, you know the rest) [Verse Two: Ice
Hood, Yo then fuck it, brake out the whole World, boys fuckin buck it. [Ice-T] Niggaz pulled out my crew is ready Me turn the fire rock the punks steady
in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the house Yeah,Ice T's in
, like what) Brooklyn, Uptown (yeah) Beak it down one time, to y'all (Queen of the Click) Lookie here, look at me, hah Me and my boys we, poised to do
-cal it's either Tim's or Knight When I step in my Prada I'ma rock the ice When the Tics do a show I'ma rock the mic Born in "New Jack City" like Wesley
started gettin head on the westside highway So recognize my nigga you did it my way Ice rockin, brick choppin and gun shoppin I did it all beat cases
me get yo arrow god Victory is hard, regardless to whom or what They all movin targets Allah Runnin through your house and your block party, with rap shotty And hot rock
out the house got the beat on suicide as I ride up and down Martin Luther King Drive (do ya thang) standing tall looking down on the block these boys
