breath smellin' like semen I catch 'em in the alley all alone Put 'em in the prone, pop, pop, pop to the dome It's the G-style Gangsta style G style
catch em in the alley all alone Put em in the prone Pop! Pop! Pop! To the dome [Chorus:] It's the G-style Gangsta style [Verse 2:] G Style, The gangsta
Traduction: Ice-T. G Style.
I catch em in the alley all alone Put em in the prone Pop! Pop! Pop! To the dome [Chorus:] It's the G-style Gangsta style [Verse 2:] G Style, The
One, Mr. G) [Verse 1] (Mad One): Its a Limousine full of smoke - smoking big baby Going off the Hennessey and Coke - drinking big baby She don't belong
IT!) DON'T STOP, WORK IT! (DON'T, DON'T...) OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE NOW!) A PARTY, BABY! (SAY WHAT, SAY WHAT!) 2 LIVE, BABY! (IT AIN'T
this All dime hoes on your list Huh, that shit would be nice, but your name ain't Ice Nigga trip And screw the style and so on, rock you softly How you
[Mr. Mixx] Ghetto Style Dee-Jays! Don't touch that stereo! Ghetto Bass [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] What's up, party people, we're back again Bringin' you
down That's how it's goin' down Don't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeents My headachin', and I need my medicaaaaaaation Niggaz be hatin', they don't
O.G.] Young black male! ["Hard like an erection..."] ["...ain't shit to fool with" -- Ice Cube] ["Hard like an erection..."] Young black male! ["...ain't
kill for cars Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T
hot 'Til the fire marshall come shut down the spot I have the club jam packed everytime I rock These other niggaz ain't got the style I got I go back
to roll Cuz'I taking MC's opperating like empties Send freeze through your chest, worth ten G's Or maybe more, because the rap style is crazy raw I'm
that won't play no games and give it to you In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile Mix it up, with the new and the old style Ain't you tired of your
