[Intro: Polite (P.C.)] {*whispering*} Eh yo.. eh yo. {*speaking normally*} Ice Water (yeah yeah) Dont get it twisted Well shoot yo ass, nigga Haha (P.C., nigga, P.C.) Yall mothafuckas got about fifteen seconds to live [Stumic] Yo its a new year, bitch, and Im takin over My whole crew here, bitch, and the game is over Niggas, talkin faces, soldier If rap dont work, get back to that bakin soda On the strip tryin to catch more cake than Oprah I got clips thatll leave you with ya face on a poster I talk slick and Im sprayin the toaster Sparkin shoot outs and start poppin off shit the way Im supposed to You the type to go up North straight scrappin a sore butt And aint nuttin worse than gettin shot as soon as you woke up You got work? Ill be rapin ya dolja Im takin his pack and breakin his back and makin him throw up Cuz the drafts like a bomb and Im waitin to blow up Ill take cash on ya moms and turn her frame into donuts [P.C.] Yo.. yo.. yo. Eh yo Im blazin hot, never haze or flop Wanna battle? Name ya price, Ima raise the pot Put ya car on the line, Ima take ya drop Put ya jewels up, Ima take ya chain and watch Its like I hard ball and you, play soft Just call me the Hitler when I spit about eight off (Adolf) Shotsll rip ya face off, nigga ya heard me? Beat you black and blue like a Hitman jersey P.C. never been known to play games I spray things thatll re-arrange ya brain I cock and aim, miss you then pop ya dame Only reason that I came throughs to lock the game [Chorus: Polite] Yo its time to die, who you gon run to? Who you gon call when them dogs come confront you? {*barking*} You stand firm or be the bitch that you is? Would you grab the guns or run to the pigs, you mothafucka, huh? Yo its time to die, who you gon run to? Who you gon call when them dogs come confront you? {*barking*} You stand firm or be the bitch that you is? Would you grab the guns or run get yo wiz, you mothafucka, huh? [Cigars] Yall niggas see me eatin all of ya plate Dont give a fuck about ya background shit about the songs you make And I know you see the draw on the waist Lookin stupid with a vest on, these bullets might draw on ya face They call me Alexander Sean the Great Cuz ya bitch said she love the way the dick talk all in the cake I need this bank money, throw me the safe All these killas involved, the copsll fuck around and chalk the place Yo they wonder why we hang with crooks Shit is take free, not used to money off the books Broke faggot nigga caught in a juks Im a pirate in this rap shit, I leave you niggas off the hook [Polite] What the fuck you gon do when we run in ya crib? Either we leavin with the bricks or we gon leave with yo kids And we only got hours to live So give up the ransom or find they ass up under the bridge Lite never been afraid, so keep lookin niggas Cuz Ill rob yo ass faster than some Brooklyn niggas Yo this rap game twisted, everybody beefin Everybody killas now and aint nobody leakin Smoke a lot of weed so I dont like to fight But I might go upside ya fuckin head with a pipe Got a bulldog, not only do he bark he bite Give a fuck about a hood, it aint safe at night You fucker! [Chorus] [Outro: Polite (Stumic)] Im tellin you, man Young motherfuckers, man Yall niggas is really fuckin pissin me off Who you gon run to? Who you gon fuckin call when I put this motherfuckin fo-fo long in yo motherfuckin mouth, boy? Haha (Shot in yo face) Who the fuck you gon call? (Call the cops) Uh-uh, uh-uh
Artist: Raekwon Ice Water Inc.
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