Представляем точный текст композиции "Make The Loot Loop" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ice-T . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Make The Loot Loop» — 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 - "Make The Loot Loop"
Lyrics to Make The Loot Loop : Yeah This is goin out to all those muthafuckas That like to use the word gangster Although I am the O.G. Im representin that hustlin game To the end, nigga Im tryin to make the loot loop [ VERSE 1 ] I aint no muthafuckin gangsta, wish youd quit callin me that Although I still pack straps I roll in Benzes and Lacs Best believe the gats in my promo shots aint props I hang out sunroof tops and pop glocks at cops (Yo, how ya livin') On the mellow, coolin with my fellow Hustlers, players, super bitch-layers Mackaronies on the true d-l - hell, most Fuckin with my niggas you could end up ghost I made a million, got my shit out pawned Bailed out the homies, now the shits back on Moved out the ghetto, cause I hate it But I roll through your fuckin hood and regulate it Cause I wasnt born to be broke, I let the .45th smoke Before I let my baby boy go under, no wonder Im addicted to the cash flow, stacks of green Flashback, Im nudgin weights down a triple beam Ima make the loot loop [ CHORUS ] As fast as I spend it Im tryin to get back in it I make the loot loop Its cop and blow Nigga, thats all I know I make the loot loop As fast as I spend it Im tryin to get back in it I make my loot loop Nigga Im tryin to make my bank roll bigger [ VERSE 2 ] I must admit, I got a lust for loot, quick to shoot Ostrich, fruits and Austin Martin coupes Fill my dreams with cream, I got wet sheets Im bustin nuts over currency, kid, fuck freaks We be the niggas in the back of the club with the Mo't Bitches, shrimps, mackin like pimps Wearin fly shit you never seen before (raw) I turn a angel to a whore, now need I say more' My perm got bounce, fuck a 40 ounce Im sippin Cristal, pal, and represent I shall To the end of the game (That nigga Ice got fame) And just not over these beats But on the 4-wheel streets I make the loot loop [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] Say what you will, Im the fool on the hill With the pool, jaccuzzi, laser-beam Uzi Niggas in LA know the Ice dont play Im just a savage for the cabbage and a pimp parlay I rock a million with the jewels on the paw (dont start) Cause my niggas aint the big ones, just big guns Pushin the limits of this game till I gets my piece I put my true queen Darlene in a white Corniece So stay broke if you wanna, hang out on your corner Step back from the curb when we roll up on ya 20 black cars all tinted, we meant it Syndicate forever - posse of the clever Rubberbands strap the fat green knots Were strictly hustlers not gangsters, but we still lick shots For the goal Peace, Im out like Nicole (Get down Get down) Nigga The banks getting bigger Yeah Im makin the loot loop Straight player for life Yeah Hustlers side [ Make The Loot Loop Lyrics ]
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