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Текст песни «Soul On Ice» от Ice-T

Представляем точный текст композиции "Soul On Ice" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ice-T . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Soul On Ice» — 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 - "Soul On Ice"

Lyrics to Soul On Ice : It was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Ballys Threw on enough gold for any girls pleasure Left a pound and a half of that shit still in the dresser I slapped a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my sock Hit three grand up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot Now my beeper started beepin, I threw that shit in the sink I didnt need it no more, I had more money than Prince See, I was quittin the game and tonight was my fling You see, on the streets theyre players but only one king Now thats the title I held but the game is real fast You gotta get in and get out if you expectin to last Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs chillin in his brand new Benz I had many adversaries but very few close friends We broke to the set, E parked the car on the grass High-signin was his trademark and he did it with class Hit the door like two titans, the whole jam stopped to stare And as we walked through the crowd they threw bills in the air I spied my man Jazz maxin out with two stone cold freaks "Yo, whats up Ice, you rich now, man, you too good to speak'" Now Jazz was a player from the east coast, the Bronx He was known to be hard on the women and a brother hed stomp Smack a bitch in a minute, some say just for fun And he was known for his chrome-plated pearl-handled gun "Yo Ice, you my brother and I love you and all But whats up with that six gs you owe me, man ...member when your boys took that fall' And I posted the bail cause yo ass was locked up" Evil gave Jazz ten gs and Jazz shut the fuck up Just then I saw Donald-D hit the front door More gold than a Aztec, black leather he wore Hoes grabbed for they niggaz when D hit the set Cause what Donald-D wanted is what Donald-Dd get Donalds eyes hit mine and a smile crossed his face Then a light hit his ring and blinded the whole goddamn place "Yo Ice, you the coolest and Evil, you mean But I got the fliest new shit rollin off gasoline" Everyone in the party moved quickly outside To see Donald-Ds ultimate Superfly ride It was black, it was low, cost twice that of my Porsche A Testarossa Ferrari - convertable of course It purred like a jet, "Yo man, I bought it with cash" It had Donald-D written in gold on the dash Then out of nowhere came a shot across the street I felt pain in my chest and my knees got weak There was blood on my hands and I fell to the ground And all I could hear was, "Yo, Ice is down!" Somebody had shot me that night that I quit The night that I ended all this hustlin playin shit Its ironic aint it, the night I retired Would be the same night that my whole life expired [ Soul On Ice Lyrics ]

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