Luyện nghe bài hát O.G. Original Gangster

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Ten years ago I used to to rappers flow
Talkin' bout the way they rocked the mic at the
I liked how shit was goin' down
Dreamt about the mic with my own sound
So I tried to write rhymes somethin' them
My boys said, ain't you Ice
That shit sounds like them so I sat back up a new track

Didn't fantasize the pure facts
Motherfuckers got 'cause they was unprepaired
Who tell it how it really was? Who dared?
A motherfucker from the west coast L.A. central fool
the crips and the bloods play
When I about parties it didn't fit
Six in the mornin' that was the real

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When I wrote about parties someone died
When I to write happy yo I knew I lied
'Cause I a life of crime why play ya blind?
A look and anyone with two cents would know
I'm a hardcore from he streets
Rappin' bout hardcore topics over hardcore beats
A little different than the though
Jet you the fast lane drop ya on death row

'Cause anybody who's been there that life ain't so lovely
On the blood-soaked fast track that invincible shit work
Throw ya in a joint you'll be comin' out feet
So I blast the mic my style
I'm ill the other times buck wild
But the science is there
I'd be a true sucker if I acted like I didn't
I rap for brothers just myself
Dazed by the game in a quest for extreme

But I kick it to you and real
One wrong move, and you peeled
I ain't no super hero, I ain't no Comic
But it comes to game I'm atomic
At droppin' it straight blank and untwisted
No imagination needed, cause I it
This ain't no joke this shit is real to me, I'm Ice T
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Two weeks ago I was out at the
Two brothers up to me and said
"Hey yo, Ice we think you're down what set ya claimin'?
He drew the Glock, yo my aimin'
motherfucker try to roll on me
Please I'm protected by a MC's
And hoodlums and hustlers and bangers with Curls

We won't even the girls
they got my back and I got theirs too
Fight for the streets when I'm on Oprah or
They try to sweat a but they just didn't figure
What my as quick as a hair trigger
"He's not your prankster
I'm Ice T, the original

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So step to me if you think that you're to
Got on your proof? Well mine's goin' right through
This ain't no game to me, hollow fame to me
respect from streets
So I don't be the hardest motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin', I can even get worked but I don't that often
There's a coffin waitin' for the brother who comes off when
The real fuckin' shit goes down, take a around
All them can be found

They talk a mean fight but fight like
I'm from south central, fool everything goes
Snatch you out your car so fast you'll get
Numbers on your roof top for when the copters
Gang bangers don't carry no blades
kid's got a Tec 9 or a hand grenade
Thirty-seven last week in a crack war

Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store, nobody a fuck
The have to go to school
Well, moms, good 'cause the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen and my break out mad
I try to write about fun and the good
But the pen away and explodes and destroys the rhyme
Maybe it's just cause of where I'm from L.A. that was a gun

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