
Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fuck It |
Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang |
Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang |
Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang |
(Ice-T) |
Yeah 'sup with these niggas in the club lookin' at |
Niggas crazy and shit (Word, yeah fuck them body-o's homes) |
Motherfuckers is faggots (call me nigga?) |
(Ice-T) |
Step back it’s the ultimate nigga with the hot shit |
The last standin' man, smack you with my backhand |
The veteran-er-the games you claim to be in |
Let me begin, express it, explain the dilemma |
(Chorus: Ice-T) |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas who ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
(Ice-T) |
It’s the National Pass Time, it’s blast time — club’s out |
Niggas break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out |
Set the shit off with the full clips |
Niggas lookin' hard in the club — now whassup bitch? |
Whassup bitch?!! |
Pull your weapon if you got it |
I’da shot it, plus you never live with rockets |
Tried to dodge it, caught you all in the arm pit |
Easy target, dug you out in the lot kid |
(Chorus: Ice-T) |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas that ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas that ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
(El Sadiq) |
Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot |
And I’mma dead these wannabe heads with consecutive shots |
Man, they smile up in you, griller wanna give you a pen |
Stick it to your crew like glue like they been down |
Man listen, kill that bull with the fake-ass handshakes |
You can slide by me with the rest of them damn snakes |
Flakin' like paper while I’m takin' my life serious |
You talkin' and playin', your whole antenna’s mystevious |
Claimin' that you got juice with an ultimate ??? |
But when the brother test you, murder and recieved no types of love |
You think you got game, with that favour to your brain? |
FUCK YA NAME!!! |
Stompin' the rut got yourself to blame |
I represent Castor — bring it to you live |
But cool and civilized, despise a nigga’s livin' lies |
No alibi’s I see the weakness in your eyes dun |
You wanna run? |
Plus ya scared to shoot a gun for fun |
You bust a couple of slugs off the rooftop |
My team, come and touch ya somethin', make ya crew drop |
My nigga ICE, twice as nice |
El Sadiq free shit but platinum mics |
Chorus: Ice-T) |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas that ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas that ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
(Powerlord JEL) |
You wanna get live? |
Start scaubblin' with the bald-heads |
Callin' them family, told 'em nothin' but the feds |
That’s the blue and red who be dead |
When the sunrise come six in the mornin'? |
I’m maxin' like a wiseguy |
Know the John Gotti but I’m fuckin' up the body |
Everytime my poet thug at a party |
Ya wanna step to T, go through JEL first |
But remember where you see your homicide show rehearsed |
Check 'em tag-times like they do with a pencil |
No more solitary cause we mashin' in a Benzo |
Next who gettin' hitters talkin' shit cause we bit 'em |
Seven Deadly Sinner, problem-atic-rhyme-spitter |
You a quitter — but I’mma bomb steady |
If I was out of slugs, look out for Machette |
From ear to ear homes, it’s clear, you’ll be bleedin' |
Not me motherfucker lifestyles I’ve been devin' |
Chorus: Ice-T) |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas that ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
It’s either them or us, niggas that bust |
Niggas that ride, niggas that’ll kill for this side |
Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound |
Hit a nigga dead in his wig — FUCK IT! |
(Outro: Ice-T) |
Yeah, Ice-T nigga, El sadiq nigga |
JEL — Rhyme Poetic Mafia nigga |
You niggas really don’t wanna get down |
Talk a lot of shit but you don’t wanna get down |
Bitch-ass-niggas, hit a nigga dead in his wig FUCK IT!!! |
Seventh… |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Sucks 2 Suck ft. Ice T | 2024 |
Funky Gripsta | 2019 |
O.G. Original Gangster | 2020 |
Colors | 2006 |
Last Wordz ft. Ice T, Ice Cube | 1992 |
The Slayers Club ft. Onyx, Brand Nubian, M.O.P. | 2020 |
6 'N the Mornin' | 2013 |
I'm Your Pusher / Pusherman | 2013 |
Disorder ft. Ice T | 2002 |
No Peace ft. Ice T, Powerlord Jel, Spice 1 | 2000 |
Evil Ways ft. Ice T | 2018 |
New Jack Hustler (Nino's Theme) | 2013 |
It's On | 2019 |
Gangsta Rap | 2020 |
You Played Yourself | 2013 |
I Ain't New Ta This | 1993 |
I'm Your Pusher | 2014 |
Girls L.G.B.N.A.F. | 2013 |
Beat of Life ft. Ice T, Sandra Nasic, Trigga Tha Gambla | 2012 |
Smash The Crowd ft. Ice T, PMD | 2020 |