Представляем точный текст композиции "Cramp Your Style" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ice-T . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Cramp Your Style» — 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 - "Cramp Your Style"
Lyrics to Cramp Your Style : (I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx] [ VERSE 1 ] Ugh, niggas on the d-l casin me out Truckin my jewels, feelin for the tools When they come they gots to come correct Because they know I catch wreck A well-known wild street vet Step into the kill zone, baby, its on I pack the twin nine-mills thatll lift your dome Chrome pump with double-eyed slots and such A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle Street legal, move against my peole And the Ice gets evil Hit you with the .44 Smith & Wes- Son, youre best to run cause my Tec eats pests I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor You wanna live or die, its your decision Talk shit, youre dissin, i got you in my night vision Brain fragments on the street released Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16 A 12-gauge street sweeper with the circular clip Quick to let projectiles fly, you die And watch your fat moms cry - bulls eye (I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx] What you think all the guns is for' [ VERSE 2 ] Whats up, niggas dont seem to hear Still lookin crazy, let me make this clear Fool, the Ice aint havin it And when I let loose lead, believe Im accurate Fat scope on a 30'''6 Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times I fill my gauge shells with nickels and dimes Thompson Center spittin .45 slugs Black Mac-11, Python .357 Snub-nose .38 or .380 Seventy Automatic, full metal jackets Hollow points comin atcha fast You feel the slug before you hear the blast (I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx] Muthafuckas frontin hard Lookin at niggas crazy and shit Make a nigga break Nigga dont want me to pull out [ VERSE 3 ] I dont like shootin but I do shoot straight Niggas I be rollin with will shoot up a wake Why you wanna step in the sights of a nigga Known hair trigger, the coroner delivers More cold bodies to the morgue each weekend One minute you bleed, the next minute youre leakin Best to listen close cause this aint no boast And never forget that I leave you wet Bloody, sticky, holes in your Dickeys Oh what a pity, lookin all shitty My Winchester will get the best of ya Hand grenades will fade all the rest of ya I reach out and touch you with the parabellum You got a crew, you better tell em [ Cramp Your Style Lyrics ]
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