'96
  Ah shit
  Ice-T back
  Representin, nigga, once again
  That real shit, nigga
  I thought you knew, bitch
  Better recognize
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  Players, check your grip before you get popped
  Bitches, get my money before you get dropped
  Gotcha - buggin off the words I say
  Because this type of pimpin happens every day
    [ VERSE 1 ]
  Niggas wanna know my steelo
  Bitches wanna get with the baddest
  Hustlin apparatus
  It's the LA cash flow master-roller
  No one gets colder, I used to flip boulders
  Of caine, on my brain, it's outta control, crime plot
  A dead-ass cop and muthafuckas get got
  In the game it ain't safe for the weak or the timid
  Known to break a bitch but barely rarely slide up in it
  So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you wanna
  Blink your eyes and the freak is out there freezin on the corner
  She got caught by the curls and the jewels
  Lookin for a nigga that is quick to pull tools
  Now she's breakin herself, makin herself
  Respect my technique of pimpin, minus all simpin
  Check it bitches, it ain't nothin nice
  You're gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice
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    [ VERSE 2 ]
  Oh my God, the nigga rolls hard..
  Every player mentions me
  The hustler of the century
  (Ice, that nigga ain't nothin nice!)
  I got more freaks than Heff', my bankroll's off vice
  Commandin straight pimp tactics
  None of y'all can match this
  Meet a freak in a week, her workplace a matress
  Really though, recognize the pimp type flow
  I don't smoke endo, I count cash on my patio
  So much love on the streets, don't need no bodyguard
  Big up to my homies with the pimp type nod
  I'm off the hook, checkin traps in Vegas [Name]
  Full link mink with the matchin borsalino
  I change cars like you change drawers, bitch
  I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me rich
  Niggas hate me, cause they can't control they roll
  They see that fat old ass and start givin me cash
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    [ VERSE 3 ]
  My mind's blown off fine champagne
  So bent on currency, got green in my vein
  So damn smooth that every woman wanna touch me
  So much sexuality that nuns wanna fuck me
  I kick back with my pimpin ballin brothers
  Stand over the bed, dump the cash on the covers
  The game's got me, I'm a slave to the roll
  Hoes belong on the track and I belong in gold
  Silk and satin, I deserve a pimpin pattin
  Been in the life so long cause I stomp bitches who start rattin
  Mostly friendly, but do got that gorilla in me
  Save it for the player-hater niggas with the envy
  Lot of niggas talk it, but they can't hold a hooker
  Ice took her, she was too long a looker
  It's strictly straight-lace hustlin on mine
  I been pimpin all my life and I don't mind dyin
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