Soul On Ice - Ice Cube (冰块酷八)
Internationally known
You got to smell my Cologne
Westcoast motherf**ka
Let's toast motherf**ka
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Old money new money no money noge money
Don't try to con the Godfather in the sunny
Don't try to turn your Four Fathers into money
The Rap God got the whole world praying for me
Pray for me bird I see you laying for me
Crazy goons DJing for me
I'm the real iron man you just robert downey
A crack head and black face fresh out the County
Ni**a
Back the f**k up off me
I burn just like hot coffee
I'm conned up sweet like coffee
Look what this game done for me
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Ey
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
Look ni**a
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
Ey
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Candy paint flow ever since my Adidas
Ice Cube Fans get sugar Doc ridas
Sugar ray Leonard style ni**a I'm the sweetest
Roll in on some a** just like Jesus
Cool as a fridge and you shaking like jello
Mad cause my lifes like a marsh mellow
Look motherf**ka if you smell my Cologne
Ask yourself why you're all up in my zone
Back the f**k up off me
I burn just like hot coffee
I'm conned up sweet like coffee
Look what this game done for me
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Look Mama look Mama I'm soul on ice
Ey
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
You 'bout to smell my Cologne
Oooh ooh oh ooh
Oooh ooh oh ooh
Oooh ooh oh ooh
Oooh ooh oh ooh
Yo what's up my niggas out there
Just letting you know right now man
You got to you better you gotta pay your dues
To the dime ni**a
Dead on the block and hit you'll a**
With that old Ice Cube Superbom hit
The one that sent your Cousin Tony tole to the peneteniary
Get back in 89
The one that sent Lil ray ray out from LA
To ST Louis and got off the bus
And served those ni**a them quater thangs
Make sure you'll tune into you niggas
Ice Cube the first one who put you niggas
On burns and pimping
Pistols and preaching
On burns and pimping
Pistols and preaching
On burns and pimping
Pistols and preaching
On burns and pimping
Pistols and preaching
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