Luyện nghe bài hát O.G. Original Gangster

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Ten years ago I to listen to rappers flow
bout the way they rocked the mic at the disco
I liked how shit was goin' down
Dreamt about the mic with my own sound
So I tried to rhymes somethin' like them
My said, That ain't you Ice
That shit sounds like them so I sat back thought up a new

fantasize kicked the pure facts
Motherfuckers got 'cause they was unprepaired
Who would it how it really was? Who dared?
A from the west coast L.A. south central fool
the crips and the bloods play
When I wrote about parties it fit
Six in the mornin' was the real shit

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When I wrote about someone always died
When I tried to happy yo I knew I lied
'Cause I lived a life of crime why play ya
A simple look and anyone two cents would know
I'm a hardcore player he streets
Rappin' bout topics over hardcore drum beats
A different than the average though
Jet you through the lane drop ya on death row

anybody who's been there knows that life ain't so lovely
On the blood-soaked fast track that shit don't work
ya in a joint you'll be comin' out feet first
So I blast the mic with my
I'm ill the other times buck wild
But the is always there
I'd be a true sucker if I like I didn't care
I rap for brothers like myself
Dazed by the game in a quest for wealth

But I it to you hard and real
One wrong move, and you caps
I ain't no super hero, I ain't no Marvel
But when it comes to game I'm
At droppin' it straight point and untwisted
No imagination needed, I lived it
ain't no fuckin' joke this shit is real to me, I'm Ice T
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Two weeks ago I was out at the
Two brothers stepped up to me and
"Hey yo, Ice we don't think you're down what set ya
He the Glock, yo my set's aimin'
motherfucker try to roll on me
Please I'm protected by a thousand
And and hustlers and bangers with Jeri Curls

We won't count the girls
'Cause they got my and I got theirs too
Fight for the streets when I'm on Oprah or
try to sweat a nigga but they just didn't figure
What my as quick as a hair trigger
"He's not everyday-type prankster
I'm Ice T, the original

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So to me if you think that you're ready to
Got on your bullet proof? Well mine's goin' through
This ain't no game to me, hollow fame to me
Without respect streets
So I don't claim be the motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin', I can even get worked but I slip that often
There's a waitin' for the brother who comes off soft when
The real shit goes down, take a look around
All them pussies can be

They a mean fight but fight like hoes
I'm south central, fool where everything goes
you out your car so fast you'll get whiplash
Numbers on roof top for when the copters pass
Gang bangers don't carry no blades
Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a hand
Thirty-seven last week in a crack war

Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store, nobody gives a
The children to go to school
Well, moms, good luck the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen and my lyrics out mad
I try to write about fun and the times
But the pen yanks away and and destroys the rhyme
Maybe it's just cause of where I'm from L.A. was a shot gun

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