Представляем точный текст композиции "The 5th" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ice-T . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The 5th» — 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 - "The 5th"
Lyrics to The 5th : He yo, Ice This guy here say he wants to get in, man Youre sure homeboys ready' Yo Ice, this nigga said hes ready, man Yo, kid youre sure you wanna be down with this, right' Yeah, Im sure, Im ready Aight Know what youre in for, right' [ VERSE 1 ] Blood flows like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything Bitches in g strings Gats flashin, mothers make cream on a stick move Improve your dope flow Cold max with the long dough High rollin, back breakin plot diggers The ill niggas Comanche style Blood letting weapons of death Stop your breath If you trip on the click A hot thump to your chest And your back just rips You wanna be a made man The fam accepts no mistakes Chopped up bodies, lots of funeral wakes Make your bones Bring a rat back dead just ahead A cops better Use this beretta Snitch, bet your bitch She in a pre-dug ditch Cause I command a whole batallion of life takers Plus the other bosses wanna see yo guts Check your nuts Dump the bodies in the desert Heres the keys to a truck Me, Im overloaded, born hard and scarred Crime intellect More complex than nerves in your spinal chord Bank job my forte Not off of gunplay Hostage taker I killed my brother with a salt shaker He tried to short me a buck What the fuck' A nigga that lies Is a nigga that dies No cries for the punk He got trunked and bombed Since he tried to steal I chainsawed his arm I drink blood from a cup when I wanna then Plus the bosses up north made me kill my friend They told me, "This aint no game, kid, youre in it Youre down with the Syndicate, but never admit it" [ CHORUS ] Muthafucka, now youre down for life Rat on the fam and well kill your wife Fuck up a scam and youll feel the knife Who is this' (The Syndicate does not exist) [ VERSE 2 ] A thousand kis, off-shore private yacht Really aint no sweat, Coast Guard and customs are bought Columbian-Mexicano connect Raise the bet One DEA woudnt roll, we pulled his tongue through his neck Just a message to the rest: dont test Housing developments are built on the bodies Of punks who wouldnt party Big shots are called from the pens inner sanctum Where the mega-gees Regulate the streets, fuck release They got power that you cant comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, youre dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your teeth You sold your soul, now cold bloods how you get relief Now you do what we do, say what I say Muthafucka, dont blink unless I say okay This is a organization, not a one-man gang And you die if I ever hear you spilled my name [ CHORUS ] My friend, I thought this day would never come (What do you mean, man' Hey!) Who was there when your wife had your first child' (Hey, why youre lookin at me like that, man') Who looked out for you when no one else was there' (Hey, Im your friend, man!) Now words out youre talkin to the feds about me (..they lyin, man) Theres only one thing I can do (Hey man, wait a -) You treat me like a bitch (Hey yo - ) [shots] Now look at you! Look at you, muthafucka! Now look at you! [ VERSE 3 ] Cops on the take, I got moves to make Feds aint that easy, I still got em to shake They had my mans bitch wired for a month and a half Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, bails five million Bounced him out in a hour - power Went and met him quick, hit him with a ice pick Cant take no chances, he romancin with whores No tellin what he spilled when behind closed doors The fams protection and loyalty is top priority Violate, your body is found in three states Cargo is heat on a Hong Kong cruiser ''' contact ''' No cash, they want a ton of crystal meth High riskll bring more riches than the national debt We launder money through he s&ls and pro-ball teams Aint no business untouched when it comes to cream Documents forged from my hitters from Jamaica In and out of town before you hit the ground This is the mob, baby, now youre on, no off-switch Suffocation ''' you snitch [ CHORUS ] [ The 5th Lyrics ]
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