Ice Box Pt2

作曲：Lloyd banks

作词：Lloyd banks

Uhh this for the hood

It's all good uhh

South Jamaica hungry my ni**a come be the lunch

I be on P's Q's purple and blues breathin blunts

Funny thing the dough came

Never thought about leavin once

There's a few chosen we were brought up to the bunch

You been in it a couple years I spent a decade paid

I shine all year your neck on shade motherf**ker I'm

Gettin to it double time young fly bastard ** 9

Keep 'em close homies be the one that slime

I'm outta here on my way to the moon

Blendin in with the stars put your cameras on zoom

Who the man that's caught a slug he'll be an animal soon

His daddy on base his momma got her hand on the spoon

They ain't f**kin with the school seein the dealers looked cool

Little do they know in ten years they'd be in jail or entombed

The youth follow it through he bangin red or bang blue

You give a f**k about them they give a f**k about you

I got my ears to the street one eye open when I sleep

How I feel the heat in case a ni**a try to creep

Got a broad so sweet when she set a ni**a up

Knock your sole off your feet money never get enough

No trust we don't trust a damn thing

Ice water runnin through my vein I'm so cold

Watch me while I do my damn thing

Got a neck full of gold and I'm in the get-the-dough mode

Uhh there's always too much drama goin on to be calm

Get out the way or be harmed

Cause neighbor a Vietnam

I got it down haters prayin to see it gone

Teflon on my chest wrong player you be the pawn

Takes me out the b******t run your lip and get beat upon

I'm full speed in Adema and you want my freedom gone

Ridin where the riders died young black and qualified

Fame gets them to suck you makin it makes 'em swallow right

I'm the survival type cool as the champion on title night

And VVS bait makin the models bite

Bright as the morning all time of night

Red and green striped Impala white bricks to Bahama light

Hummer every time I write flow 9000 degrees farenheit

Fly as a f**k flyin to paradise

Grab a camera film my flick so you can have it twice

Haters still poppin sh*t look

I got my ears to the street one eye open when I sleep

How I feel the heat in case a ni**a try to creep

Got a broad so sweet when she set a ni**a up

Knock your sole off your feet money never get enough

No trust we don't trust a damn thing

Ice water runnin through my vein I'm so cold

Watch me while I do my damn thing

Got a neck full of gold and I'm in the get-the-dough mode

Crook wonders with words ain't no tellin why I took 'em

Bet these stupid niggaz can't read easier to book 'em

Splattered walls do 'em like graffiti when I cook 'em

Stink sound Pelle while my BDS is wolfin

Hood favorite probably had my CD when they took 'em

And I'm so high which makes it easier to overlook 'em

South Jamaica hoodlum in that big boy the good one

You shook son wouldn't be here if you could come

Maybe I'm misunderstood hon cause it's obvious I'm judged

And the hate's the new love smell up the lobby with the **

You broke you need game and the Ferrari you get bugged

You done ran your run into the ground

It's time that you get snubbed

Still no love