Tekst :

When it comes down to stuntin , I pull it all
When it comes down to G shit, I get it all
When it come to pullin hot girls, I pull em all
When it come to rockin ice, B.G. rock it all
Sport diamonds like I tote a tech
Baby tote a fo nickel like he wrappin gifts
Try to stay cool so I don t melt the diamonds round my neck
I keep bustas in suspense of what I mma do next, gotta respect
I ain t out to please a bitch
She could get on her knees
I m tryin to get rich
I m shined out, ten karats on my wrist
Flyin first class, me and my whole click, now
Fuck a glass, we sip Dom P straight out the bottle
Never I play, you know I m bout murderin
I ain t gotta say it
You don t cross me, I don t cross you
But understand a Hot Boy gotta floss too
Look, I m iced out

[Big Tymers]
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 bling, bling bling

[Turk]
My Rolex crushed out, my chrome stay spinnin ,
Hot Boy wit so much money, I don t know how to spend it
Don t you wish you could be in my shoes just for a minute
Carry nothin but faces, never quarters and pennies
I started at nothin , look at me now, I m iced out
Police think I m doin wrong, but nope, I m right now
It s cuz I m Black, huh, that you ridin my back
Paper on everything I have, so how you love that
They don t wanna see me ballin , wanna see me fallin
Got it locked off wit my tank against the wallin
I floss but get dirty too
My Roley cost, try to take it and I ll murder you
Ya say I stun too much
I can t help it, I be with baby
The number one stunner who drive these girls crazy,
The one with the 32 platts in his mouth,
Two Roleys on his wrist, game spitta from the south,
Tell me, what kinda nigga rock ice that ll hit ya momma (momma)

Repeat 1

[Wayne]
It s Cash Money youngest nigga
Right around ten figgas
That s what I (uh) work with
Pockets are (uh) perkin
Money is my purpose
Whatever I purchase
Oh, could you do better?
Rollin with the bezel
Who that be, that s Wayne,
Look at his gold chain,
Sometimes I wear grey,
White diamonds, pear shaped,
My jewelry just pure awful
And I can t stop thuggin , it s just in my culture
It s a must, everyday I mma shine, black
You wan meet me?
You just might need contacts
Cuz I m the little one with the ice, flossing
Please, playa hater, get your wife off me
I ride by in a Jag with the top low
Throwin hundreds, but it s cool, cuz I got more
Me and my niggas, we stunt like there s no tomorrow
Big Tymers, Hot Boys
Nigga CMR, nigga CMR

Repeat 1

[Juvenile]
Now you boys now them 4 99 s I got expired
All them bitches plushed out on 20 inch tires
I m lookin for some hell of a head, is you for hire?,
You lookin at this Roley I got, don t you adire,
The way a nigga lay a stunt
Braggin bout 20 inch rims, up in the restaurant
But it ain t over, I m about to go to Disneyland
Yo, you fuckin deaf now, ya understand?
What if my baby momma s ride by, lookin good
I gave em both a hundred G s to get them out the hood
My momma gettin chauffeured like a movie star
She don t know a damn thing about drivin a car
I m rimmed up
Now peep this million dollar smile in my mouth
And all this luxury shit I got in my house
I done sold a million records and I m still goin
Don t ask about my watch and my chain, it s still gone

Repeat 1

[Da Brat]
get yo ass asthma with all that coughing, yeah [COUGH]
Eve where you at? Ayo Trina where you at? [laughing]
Ayo Brat
Picture this, Eve walking down the street with two gats by her side
The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I

Good and evil

Caught you walkin like a gangster
Saw you grabbin the controls
Now you re almost outta batteries
You gottta sweater much too small

Pokin at your navel
Pointin your finger too
You say your lips don t even stick...

Peace Is Free

Everybody feels blue sometimes
You gotta keep you head, and keep on tryin
And if you feel the urge to raise your hand
You can start a revolution or start a band
You better sing you song and sing it loud
But you better do it here and you better do it now
Cus ...

Petrified

Yall are not, not, not Ready HO
Not not ready HO
We re gonna drop it steady so
Do it like that
Like that (like that)....

Now why is everybody so petrified?
WHAT?
Petrified?
WHAT?
Step aside.
And just...

No one together

Centuries of Backward Ways
Have Many Left Behind Us
Who Can Count the Good Men Gone Away
The Fruits of All Our Labours
Have Left Us As We Started
We ve Come to Far to End It in a Day
It Seems That Everything We do Is Wrong
A One-way...