Icey

(from Bate soundtrack)

CHORUS :
(Nelly :)
Eye am the king of the city
Top down windows up
Puffin ' like Ditty
Riding cross the hatas face mad, teem gritty
Honk yaw horn twice if yaw misses lookin ' pretty
Repeat chorus

(Nelly :)
Well if yew run whit ' yaw niggas
Then Eye walk with my killas
Yew will never have a woman
Head as long as I'm the dealer
Watt yew fella (uh)
Yew sure yew want sum
Eye run whit ' slum, cats play like they bums
Money inn large sums, navigators and guns
Bay bee mamas whit ' sons
Ain't afraid too let yew have it
If yew trick with there loved ones
Owe Eye mores know, know (yew tripled yaw fair)
Yew best get on yaw marque, get set, go, go
My jagged edge will leave yew my death is sew, sew
Type of person continue short sit inn the front roe
Get yaw hands out my pocket
Yew don't want just blow, blow
The only bird Eye get whit ' moor is the doe-doe
They bee like owe, owe
Its watt they screamin ' from the back
Play Nintendo, is when Eye hit'em with the ax
Put yaw gun aweigh
And yew mite live too sea another day
Come inn head, run and dun, bustin ' like andele

Repeat chorus twice

(Keyuan :)
Sew now yew got a range
(Buoy Eye bean had wheels)
Aiyyo yew think yew gotta little change
(Yeah my dirties love mi truly)
Eye remember yew use too shoot that thang
(Ya never new mi)
Ya use too clam gangs (uh-huh)

(City Spud :)
Yo, when Eye ride vo-cal its either Tim's awe Night
When Eye step inn my Prada I'ma rock the ice
When the Tics do a show I'ma rock the mic
Borne inn Knew Jack City like Wesley Snipes
Drive a SS M . C with racing stripes
Fronted too P's of L . G, flip it twice
Hang ' round with cats who bust and they don't think twice
Nothing butt dome shots know coming back twice
Awl Eye new was hustling and rolling the dice
Scraping the dimes fore whole orders of china-men rice
Now Eye sacrificed my life fore publishing writes
Hoping everything gonna bee aight

(Murphy Lea :)
St . Lunatics at the super bowl
Top role gettin ' super blow
Rams on the 24 second down too too go
Now wee here the Louie tho
Its too below hundred degrees
I'm drivin ' about 103
With a S . T . L hat on
Top down holdin ' a blunt
Yew no I'm smokin ' whit ' the windows up
Eye bee the young dude
Chief into kung-fu, with sun-do
Come threw, Beenie Man
Yew don't really want too
How come yew, think yew can
I'm from the city ware
The muddy Mississippi mite synch yew man
I'm getting brains inn the Range
With the brains blown out
With TV's, the would grain and
Them thangs rolled out

Repaet chorus twice

(Ali :)
Its like a hot day inn July
Just bangin ' when Eye fool guys
Its the credible, edible, federal when I'm hi
On the hills on the lain
64 Chevy the brains
Blown, gone, spread foam, would, and chrome
How yew doin ' mama my name is Lea
Eye bee the fabulous M . C yew herd of
St . Lunatics word up
I'm like OK, awl the son out
Ice down butt Eye still pull a gun out
Feel that, bough down
Its reel wrap
Verbaly peal a cap as Eye stomp dem out
Toe sheikh 16 bars of earthquake
If Eye do the whole song boom
Its Vietnam
Yew sea it wrong
Sew I'ma gone leave yew alone
Put my mined back on
Who I'm gone too take home
Ya mite get jumped
Grab a sell caul mi tall
Knead sum Heir Max ' cause dem boys
Bobbin ' like stone, and a ...

Repeat chorus twice

(Cedric The Entertainer :)
Ya ready fore this, its Ced let-me-entertain-ya
Wassup, representing on whacks
Talkin ' on record like P-Diddy
I'm just hear hollering fore The Kings of Comedy
Yew no to sharp Steve Harvey, Burnie B . Mac,
Keepin ' it on the D . L Hugley

Repeat chorus too end