like his jewelry, then I'm robbin son Fuck a platinum plaque nigga hood with it Bouncin that impala down the shore like what's good with it? I'm a made
that we can do whatever So why don't we stick together? (You got it) [Ice-T] Ice-T rippin the microphone the way I do Listen close, my brothers, cause
and slangin Servin fiends on the corner with the red rag hangin Sayin I ain't leavin cause it's all good in the hood 'Til they put me in a box, six carried
means that we can do whatever So why don't we stick together? (You got it) [Ice-T] Ice-T rippin the microphone the way I do Listen close, my brothers, cause
Literally, I'm Pun in the middle of Little Italy Didn't do diddly, gettin' me Listen to me I'm all good, I'm hood I'm Ice Cube before he turned soft and
cause hater would (would) run thru our hood but our hood (hood) is like no good (good) I wish you could (could) [DJ Paul (All) x2] if you niggas ain't