Gangsta Rap - Ice T

Whassup, Whassup?!

Westside!!!

Here we go,

Another one, Iceberg, Gangsta Rap

2006, 8t album, SMG !

Time to take you back to the days of old

Six-fo Chevys, big fat go Out throw the West with the Gangstas rollin'

South Central L.A.: my home

We was out the feeling that hiphop be We couldn’t connect to the New York streets

So we took the bandanas and we tied 'em up Roll up in the studio and laid it rough !

Ice Cube and them niggaz with the tooth

Shown to motherfucker how to blast a deuce (come on) BLAH !!

Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy-E and Ren fuck what you say

ghettoboys we was like «Fuck the law!

Dubcee nigga * we thought you how to gangbang and the Crip dance

This ain’t RNB, this is Gangsta Rap,

Bitches get smacked, bustas get jacked,

Front if you want you get lay on your back

It’s about guns and drugs and hoes and club

Cypress Hill made a nigga understand

How I could just kill a man?

Long Beach out of the dark came Snoop

Skinny little nigga not scared to shoot

Dogg Pound gangstas Kurrupt and Daz

Sure have the whole Death Row unblast

Kane Tea muthafucka Warren G Nate Dogg rapping that 213

Don’t front muthafucka, don’t hate

Compton’s Most Wanted, MC Eiht

Throw your sets up niggas like you dont give a damn

Inglewood Mac-10 watch who’s kane

So you wanna really know what’s real on the mik'

My little homie Pac lost his life

East Coast, West Coast, gun talk rules

Cocaine, big wheels, hoes and juice

Down South Gotti nigga is real (Dirty South)

Gangsta Rap got mass appeal

Little white boys in the 'burbs got heat

A ghetto is a ghetto, and a street is strict !

Eliminate the poverty disease

And we’ll start rapping 'bout birds and trees

you can get shot no matter how much fucking cash you got

you can never get away the streets they HOT !

And gangstas ain’t the ones to push

They kill ya in a second, ask President Bush!