Ice-T - I Ain't New Ta This lyrics
[Ice-T - I Ain't New Ta This lyrics]
Come on come on
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the
So on and so on the Ic-e T
OG mC lAPD
H-a-t-e- s (Ho)
Watch the mic blow
I flip scripts, and the Dump drops the Ammo
Time to get wreck with the new style
It's '93 and MC's are gettin buck wild
But, I - ain't a - nigga
That's gonna get left with a
Big zero as a figure
I'm gonna end up with a big sum
Cause if you don't like one jam
I always got another one
Different, specifically I don't copy
Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy
I don't play one game
I bust about a dozen cuts on my lp's
None the same
I ain't new to this i ain't new to this
Never been new to this
Nigga new to this
I ain't new to this fool
New to this
Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
Boom bam, I drop fat slang
When I used to hustle
Used to be down with the crack game
When I was young
I used to roll with a street gang
If you wanna squabble, muthafucka
It ain't no thang
I ain't new to this, I ain't new to this
Blow your dome, I hit quick as a pugilist
Ugh, ah, what's up? Now your eyes swoll'
Thought I went soft
Cause my records went gold (Sucker) Buster
You'se a - muthafuckin punk fool
Caught you in your eye while
You reached for your tool
Now it's mine, and you're blind
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop goes the nine
Yeah what you're dissin bout, friend?
Sayin I went out, but you ain't never been in
I got r-e-s-p-e-c-t in the industry
That's somethin that you'll never see
(They can get a smack for that) Flavor Flav
(yeah yeah)
On and on to the funk track
Back glass shakin like shit
That's where the trunk's at
That's cause my shit's - made for
Niggas that are hardcore
Brothers is quick to hook a
Left to your right jaw
Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls
Come on get your clothes off and the fun on
Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls
Come on get your clothes off and the fun on
It's time to check cash
Jump in my 4, hit the switch and lay the ass
While the Klan try to kill me
But, I wrote 'riot' on my muthafuckin will
Gee so when I'm gone, it's on
Caps goin' off on the streets like popcorn
Talkin' bout sirens till the early morn'
Word is bond but now I just cool
Bumpin' my Gang Starr tape by my pool
I ain't new to this
Check, check, I got problems with the press
Caught the punk in traffic
Stabbed the sucker in his neck
(Ugh) Punk reporter tried to diss me
(Ugh) Now the muthafucka's history
(Ha) I got to make a break hardcore fat tape
Word, I don't fantasize, I don't exaggerate
Just kick correct with the 1-2 mic check
Still quick to swing
Take a sucker to the deck
I'm not the nigga you should
Step to like a sucker walk up talkin shit
You best to be a good ducker
Your posse best to run from my gun
Keep my nine off safety
And E holds the other one (yeah, sucker)
(They can get a smack for that)
And you don't stop
Fuck, fuck around and get
Your punk ass dropped
Yeah
Ice T '93 for the underground
I ain't new ta this
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the
So on and so on the Ic-e T
OG mC lAPD
H-a-t-e- s (Ho)
Watch the mic blow
I flip scripts, and the Dump drops the Ammo
Time to get wreck with the new style
It's '93 and MC's are gettin buck wild
But, I - ain't a - nigga
That's gonna get left with a
Big zero as a figure
I'm gonna end up with a big sum
Cause if you don't like one jam
I always got another one
Different, specifically I don't copy
Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy
I don't play one game
I bust about a dozen cuts on my lp's
None the same
I ain't new to this i ain't new to this
Never been new to this
Nigga new to this
I ain't new to this fool
New to this
Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
Boom bam, I drop fat slang
When I used to hustle
Used to be down with the crack game
When I was young
I used to roll with a street gang
If you wanna squabble, muthafucka
It ain't no thang
I ain't new to this, I ain't new to this
Blow your dome, I hit quick as a pugilist
Ugh, ah, what's up? Now your eyes swoll'
Thought I went soft
Cause my records went gold (Sucker) Buster
You'se a - muthafuckin punk fool
Caught you in your eye while
You reached for your tool
Now it's mine, and you're blind
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop goes the nine
Yeah what you're dissin bout, friend?
Sayin I went out, but you ain't never been in
I got r-e-s-p-e-c-t in the industry
That's somethin that you'll never see
(They can get a smack for that) Flavor Flav
(yeah yeah)
On and on to the funk track
Back glass shakin like shit
That's where the trunk's at
That's cause my shit's - made for
Niggas that are hardcore
Brothers is quick to hook a
Left to your right jaw
Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls
Come on get your clothes off and the fun on
Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls
Come on get your clothes off and the fun on
It's time to check cash
Jump in my 4, hit the switch and lay the ass
While the Klan try to kill me
But, I wrote 'riot' on my muthafuckin will
Gee so when I'm gone, it's on
Caps goin' off on the streets like popcorn
Talkin' bout sirens till the early morn'
Word is bond but now I just cool
Bumpin' my Gang Starr tape by my pool
I ain't new to this
Check, check, I got problems with the press
Caught the punk in traffic
Stabbed the sucker in his neck
(Ugh) Punk reporter tried to diss me
(Ugh) Now the muthafucka's history
(Ha) I got to make a break hardcore fat tape
Word, I don't fantasize, I don't exaggerate
Just kick correct with the 1-2 mic check
Still quick to swing
Take a sucker to the deck
I'm not the nigga you should
Step to like a sucker walk up talkin shit
You best to be a good ducker
Your posse best to run from my gun
Keep my nine off safety
And E holds the other one (yeah, sucker)
(They can get a smack for that)
And you don't stop
Fuck, fuck around and get
Your punk ass dropped
Yeah
Ice T '93 for the underground
I ain't new ta this