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译文: 哈里森,乔治. 冰MF T.
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't give love And you won't get loved You don't push And you won't get shoved No joke I ain't here to laugh I ain't here to cry But every night of the
, I'm all on my own, g. Who should I trust? Niggaz bust BIG, now it seems they want us. It's like no matter what I do, I can't escape it. Ain't no going
I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with a funny face And if I'm fake, I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't So let me get this straight, wait, I'
And I'm tryin' to find a chick who ain't about the duo 'Cause it ain't about that no more It ain't about the rims on ma truck Ain't about the ice on
town on the strip in vegas chillin' fillin b-tches' faces with babies b-tch bite yo' tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes, tell the A.T.F. I'm riding with
t one, hit me No a bitch ain't one, you knahm sayin'? (Huh, you know a bitch ain't one) I got problems with my motherfuckin' rent Marquis But a bitch ain't
won't sing you no love song, you either love me Or you don't, you're either rollin' tonight or you won't She likes the style, 'cause it don't bullshit
' life? Bitch, you don't even know who the fuck you are You talkin' about you don't like rap, you don't like how I dress Yo, fuck you and pops, I'm outta
Thanks to jhsantos@sol.com.br for these lyrics. That's DJ Evil E, Islam creates the beats 1-2, 1-2-1-2-3, I'm the emcee called Ice-T You girls look so
with a sawed off One hundred ten degrees, ice don't get soft 'Cause I'm hard as they come, I come correct You can't handle the vandal hit eject If not
'msayin'? You gotta stay down for yours You know I want it, sure as I'm Ice-T I make records for you, but this one's for me You know what I'm talkin' '
and say a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport
police, fuck the F.B.I., fuck the D.E.A. Fuck the C.I.A., fuck Tipper Gore, Bush and his cripple bitch' This is Ice-T, I'm out of here, told you, you
MC's for lunch and dinner, I can serve for a feast Their rhymes are elementary, mine deserve a PhD This beat is F U N Key my name is Ice T Make it funky
guess I'm fit for business, Too many visions, completed missions, Still ice'n out crosses, keep it Christian, We consistent, the streets commend it, Weezy F. Baby, the F