Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ice Pick Bubble and Grind, artist - GonzoeDate of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ice Pick Bubble and Grind |
| Outlawz, ride ride ride |
| Children of the Makaveli |
| Sing with me Come on, Come on, Come on |
| (how… gonzoe… kastro) |
| I won’t stop till I drop, why |
| When the lightning strikes |
| Ignite the name paper |
| I’m a made nigga |
| Clich? |
| For the paper and all |
| Stand right here and ball |
| I bust or fall off |
| I’mma hustle till it’s gone |
| It’s on if I’m crossed up in this |
| Spendin well for my business |
| Live to tell my children about how they got it dearest |
| And how they fear us Cause the sinners ain’t givin a fuck |
| Tryin’to press my luck |
| And turn ones to two bucks |
| Like Magic (Poof!) |
| Blow in on my habit |
| I drink like a souljah, smoke nay, gotta have it AAAAAhhhhhhhh!!! |
| I drink like a souljah, smoke nay, gotta have it Hennessey and ridin on enemies |
| Better mention me Mo and Napolean |
| And any day |
| Apply the pressure |
| Outlaw till I die rock blessers |
| Tell Gap we got more spots and still rock our vests |
| Lifespan when do I quicksand |
| To see me, (ahhhhhh) twist me, then mix me Down to one ten, money and murder |
| Rum and big guns, that’s all I heard |
| There’s no woman swervin |
| Niggaz one time better hurt em Flowin your wack |
| Watch my back |
| Time-storm it’s on Page G, then page me Miss worried about one |
| Cross state lines |
| Late time it’s day time |
| I take mine and break it Tell the world, thuggin ain’t dead it’s sacred |
| We livin simple like shit from a pigeon |
| Break out of this prison |
| World we livin |
| Our mission |
| As we Ice Pick Bubble and Grind for the cash |
| Ice Pick Bubble and Murder for the cash |
| Ice Pick Bubble and Grind for the cash |
| We (yeah) Ice Pick Bubble and Murder for the cash |
| (Gonzoe…ahhh…pissin on niggaz) |
| Yeah, nigga it’s Gonzoe |
| Feel the heat nigga |
| Face the truth |
| Children of the Makaveli |
| Y’all niggaz ain’t crazy |
| Give it up frequents |
| And mate ya momma’s rats is too shady |
| I was clackin in the 80's |
| I’m about taken my money in every state |
| While you ain’t about nothin |
| Havin no hustle, watchin moves I make |
| If you ain’t got it you hate it Let’s straighten the facts in ya Remember, I fuck you up by your bartender |
| No nigga hend as this |
| Tried to sell fingerless |
| Fuckin with Ritzy |
| Miss me Your whole hood history (Boom!.. hahahah) |
| Now clean this mother fucker up! |
| (Outlaw!!! what what) |
| Yeah, who you fuckin with? |
| The blunt gets split |
| It’s over with |
| The more enemies I see |
| The more niggaz get hit |
| Cause I’m an Outlaw |
| We all roll for the love of Makaveli |
| Four soldiers to kill niggaz |
| Ain’t nothing you can tell me Nothin! |
| Yeah, Julio G, speak on it Fuzzy, speak on it (Ras Kass) |
| Big Boy, speak on it (hahahah) |
| Theo, speak on it (what they gonna do to us now) |
| Baka Boys, speak on it my nigga |
| Sway and Tech, speak on it (These niggaz got loaded guns… loaded guns) |
| Say down south, mean green, speak on it Boom daddy, chris lova lova, speak on it Yeah Yeah Yeah (and we… outlaw. outlaw) |
| Greg Street, speak on it DJ Nad, speak on it (Napolean) |
| Jerious Smokin B, speak on it (fuck everybody else) |
| Shieet (outlaw) |
| Outlawz, speak on it Ahhh |
| World, speak on it All my niggaz, speak on it my nigga |