Представляем точный текст композиции "Addicted To Danger" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ice-T . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Addicted To Danger» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ice-T передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Ice-T - "Addicted To Danger"
Lyrics to Addicted To Danger : "Yo whats up man' Yeah I gotta trunk fulla this shit Word, broads still with me man, comin over to grapevine right now Yo I cant talk right now man, I gotta get off this phone" Damn, howd I get into this scam Roll in a car with the trunk worth 5000 grand I came up from the curb, word First thing it rocks, now my rides packin crazy birds I gotta freak in the front seat She got crazy game, might even have more than me And thats why I dont trust, I aint no busta One wrong move and Ill dust her But she knows that, keeps a gat Works much plastic, always stays on phat She said she loves me Looks deep in my eyes, sometimes cries, all lies She only loves my cash flow, long dough The falso love of a pimp and a hoe But me and her gotta job to do Get this luggage back to the crew She got scanner, I hadta listen to the pigs talk And if they speakin about us then its jumpin off But I aint sweatin them at all 2 copsll roll up and 2 copsll fall The lines on the highway, Im makin my mind drift away To my last jail stay 5 years for a 459 Im never goin back, no matter what the crime Surrenderin aint me Fuck that, Im holdin court in the street G For a nigga like me there aint no ounce My life filled with drug busts and shoot outs Pure ghetto anger, pure ghetto anger Pure ghetto anger, Im addicted to danger Some nights I crash clubs Rollin with the posse made of well-known thugs Cool out with the freaks Truckin much jewels, beggin for beef Thens some niggaz roll up Lookin for a way to pump the reps up But I aint the one Im handin out beat downs, no need for guns Sometimes I gotta ask myself Is all this buck whylin good for a niggaz health' I dont know why Am I suicidal, do I wanna die' The answerin, simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it aint fair, it says it aint right It says its goin down tonight We finally made it to the drop spot King and Weston Ave, snoody fox The posse was there, but it aint right Fuckin police lights Its all goin down that road blocks I never seen that many cops It was a setup, my whole damn crews gettin wet up Big time, some motherfucker dropped a dime But even in the flurry of gun shots My adrenaline was boilin hot I crash down on the floor of the ride Punch the gas, drove that benz through they punk ass Hit Vernor doin 90 Looked in the rear-view, no one behind me I got on the phone Called up the homies to see what went wrong But no time to sweat that I still gotta trunk fulla shit, I was on phat I just need a cool place to hide Dumped the benzo, slammed the G ride Me and a freak hit a motel crash spot The streets was hot Rubbed me down, said she adored me Said the gunfire made her horny The she pushed me back on the bed Licked me head to toe, toe to head Then I closed my eyes real slowly Is this love' No not me Then I felt a pain in my chest The smell of gun powder and burnt flesh I looked in her face, opened my mouth And then her badge came out [ Addicted To Danger Lyrics ]
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