Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Ice , by - NAV. Song from the album Good Intentions, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
No Ice |
| But it’s off with his head if he try to harm us |
| I’m a handyman, nails inside my hammer (Yes, sir) |
| Kick like Jackie Chan, but it ain’t on camera |
| Schools, they kicked us out 'stead of tryna understand us |
| I pulled up to class, no bookbag and no pencil |
| Made my bro a hundred K cash, everything I do is stand-up |
| If I ain’t do it, then nobody would, I had to man up (Man up) |
| My brother hit a lick for thirty bricks, coke price went up |
| Gotta keep a wham-bam, righthand man tried to set him up |
| And the way that Flex used to cook the work, swear he had the magic touch |
| It blew my mind when it bounced back and half the shit was cut |
| Heart racin', hit a lick, hurry up, put it in the trunk (Shh) |
| Are you dumb? |
| Roll the window down and throw out your guns |
| Go up north and burn the car 'til everything is gone |
| Streets be talking, they don’t know who did it, but not for long (Let's go) |
| Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (Yeah) |
| See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (Pew, pew, pew, pew) |
| Ain’t talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (Brr) |
| My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (Yeah) |
| Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (Perico) |
| And God knows I’m ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (Yeah, yeah) |
| When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice |
| I don’t create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (Yeah) |
| I go buy that Spider apparel, I feel like a tarantula (Like a tarantula) |
| Go to Toronto, link with the killers 'cause I can’t bring no gun to Canada |
| (Bring no guns) |
| Money and guns, et cetera (Money and guns, et cetera) |
| Why they be thinking they 'head of us? |
| (Why they be thinking they 'head of us?) |
| You stunt and you flex and you add it up (Yeah) |
| Got robbed, but your homie had set it up |
| Don’t stop at your boundaries, that’s how niggas die in the streets (How niggas |
| die in the streets) |
| These niggas is hoes, these niggas is hoes, that’s how it sound to me (How it |
| sound to me) |
| Look at you look up to, look at who you honor, but them niggas clowns to me |
| (Niggas clowns to me) |
| Know a nigga who served the city, now he sell pounds of weed (Yeah, yeah) |
| I done seen him take so many drugs, then say his body numb |
| I done seen the littlest nigga walk around with a Tommy gun (Tommy gun) |
| He couldn’t get no good time for his case, he was fightin' bodily harm (Bodily |
| harm) |
| Once you hit the fed system, just know your body marked |
| Went inside that crib, got thirty years, I had a silent alarm |
| It don’t mean he got no bag 'cause he got an icy arm (Yeah, yean) |
| Let them niggas name they own weed, that’s why the price is wrong |
| Definition of my brother, ridin' right or wrong, oh |
| Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (Yeah) |
| See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (Pew, pew, pew, pew) |
| Ain’t talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (Brr) |
| My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (Yeah) |
| Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (Perico) |
| And God knows I’m ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (Yeah, yeah) |
| When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice |
| I don’t create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (Yeah) |