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Ice-t - Get Your Moneyman



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[Erick Sermon]
  Yo whassup, this the E-Double,
  Green-Eyed-Bandit youknowhatI'msayin'?
  EPMD, Seven Deadly Sins
  
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (yeah)
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Ice-T baby)
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  
  [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
  Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
  Get your moneyman lock your blocks, cock your glocks
  Really doe - bust until your barrels glow [gunshot]
  
  [Ice-T]
  Nigga tryin', then got tied up buttnaked
  Fuckin' with the master of this, jacker of this
  Squeezin' off until I fuckin' sprain my wrist
  Slap the clip into Armageddon and start wettin'
  Grit my teeth, bring it like the Persian Gulf
  Airstrike you, burn you with the mic to might you
  Thinkin' about takin' me out - huh you're funny
  More guns and more money, think about it
  You're dead I'm livin
  You're fuckin' with the unforgiven - nigga what?
  West Side's up - L.A., nigga bounce all day
  Look in my eyes, what you see ain't no bitch or pimp
  Nigga from the Central and I'm gonna stay rich
  Nightmares of bein' broke keep me flowin' like this
  Weak niggas - you're sure to get lost in the bliss
  This is for the niggas, quick to slaughter
  Resumes held by the D.A.'s, the ballers
  
  [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
  Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
  Get your moneyman lock your blocks, cock your glocks
  Really doe - bust until your barrels glow [gunshot]
  Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
  Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
  Get your moneyman lock your blocks, cock your glocks
  Really doe - bust until your barrels glow [gunshot]
  
  [Ice-T]
  To all my niggas on the East and West that rock vests
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  To all the killers that's real, quick to flex the steel
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  To my hard-hustlin' girls all around the world for ice
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  It's ninety-eight, it's never too late playa
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  
  [Ice-T]
  Many casualties caught in the cross-fire mix
  while whole crews flash they fo-fo's in the flicks
  Magazine after magazine gets stomped in the street
  Late night, auto, maga-static
  Hit the next turn, hang 'em out and cause havoc
  Your cash, your block, I gotta have it
  Nigga normally toss it up and live lavish
  My traps well lured, I go hardboard
  It gets loud, known for bustin' off in crowds
  Word 'em up, hurt 'em up, move out, blow the spot
  Round two, rounds flew [shots] in the parkin' lot
  Niggas rallied up to see who got shot
  Wait down G, my whole crew surrounds me
  We outty, niggas known to sit the stompede and get rowdy
  L.A. - niggas know my flow
  They see me on the shore, when I'm rippin' my rows
  
  [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
  Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
  Get your moneyman lock your blocks, cock your glocks
  Really doe - bust until your barrels glow [gunshot]
  Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
  Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
  Get your moneyman lock your blocks, cock your glocks
  Really doe - bust off until your barrels glow [gunshot]
  
  [Ice-T]
  To all my niggas on the East and West that rock vests
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  To all the killers that's real, quick to flex the steel
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  To my hard-hustlin' girls all around the world for ice
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  It's ninety-eight, it's never too late players
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
  Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman...
  




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