| Yeah
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| This is Ice-T
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| I’mma slow it down for a minute
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| I wanna talk to all the ladies out there
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| I got my man J-e-ll in the house
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| I got a message I wanna send out to all the fly ladies, yeah
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| Check me out
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| It’s time for me to kick game
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| And if I can’t do it, then ladies, Ice ain’t my name
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| Now real brothers ain’t easy to understand
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| And it’s a long hard road to become a man
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| Drama seeks and chases him through every year
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| His homie dies, you might see him shed a tear
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| But mostly hardcore feelings are all you see
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| Cause you gotta be raw to be called a gee
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| But every man slows down
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| You’ll see this side when there’s probably no one around
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| And there’s no safer place
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| Than if you ever are some gee’s homebase
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| But it ain’t easy, these brothers got barricades around the hearts
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| It’s gonna take time before the trust starts
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| But girl, you must be true
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| Cause if your man’s a gee, he’ll definitely die for you
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| Look him deep in his eyes, let him know you’re there
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| Show him that you really care
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| Trust me, you move with time
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| Through the darkened halls of his mind
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| You just might find
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| The me inside of a gangsta
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| Yo, Jell
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| You know what I’m sayin?
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| I try to represent for all the brothers out there
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| And I know my latin homies have the same drama with they girls, man
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| Won’t you let em know how it’s goin down
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| Man, I’m lookin for a hina that’s down
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| But you don’t have to be brown
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| If you wanna hang around
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| All you gotta do is stay in check
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| Cause if you’re rubbin me right
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| Then you can bet you’ll get respect
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| And that’s why I guess my feelings will have to show
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| How can you hide somethin that’s in your soul?
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| Cause there’s more to the l-o-c
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| Than all the violence, baby, that ain’t who I be
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| I know my dogs and me can still pull straps
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| But I rather have you rollin in my Cadillac
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| Cause when we cruisin, thangs is all good
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| And that goes for every vato in the hood
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| Now sometimes it’s hard to show the other side
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| Especially when my crew is caught up in a homicide
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| Cause East L.A. don’t play
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| And if I had my way
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| I’d kick it with you everyday
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| Whether black or brown, the situation’s the same
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| Different hoods, but the same game
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| Some girls won’t take their time
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| Others will stroll through our souls and find
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| The me inside of a gangsta |