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| Track | Ice Age |
| Album | The Syndicate |
| Artist | Wu-syndicate |
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[intro: myalansky, (joe mafia)]
Yo, son gimme some play on this release of slot time, son
(aight, son, its all wu)
Gimme some play, man, its cold world right now
(its real out here man, word up)
Wu-syndicate
Icy, (ice, ice, ice
Its fridget out here God)
Grab your coat! (word)
[chorus: napoleon]
Its the modern day ice age
The worlds frozen, turned front page
Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage
Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid
And lock you in a
cage where its cold, the ice age
[myalansky]
Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges
Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger
Caught up in va, new york language
Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided
Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor
What up my nigga? rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear
Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball
Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall
Incarceration,
as an incarconsist is your education
150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins
Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice
Wildin all night, who let the goons loose?
[chorus (x2)]
[joe mafia]
City serpent, street merchant, networkin
Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin germans
Mindor way now, shorties want style thats foul, flagrant
Ya laced shit
Case cant face it, house arrest, I shake the gates
And give up for flesh, money long, sonny
singin funny songs
The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms
Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin
Mashin, chest burnin from a thug passion
I tilt bottles up in the club, fuckin with dick models
Dick throbbin, haleys comet, 2g will ever aristotle
Extort cream near the fort green, cali palm trees
Clam stee, vietnam fleet, ya scream fore I bomb thee
[chorus]
[napoleon]
Thats icy medallions with a icy bloodstream
Rip shit with platinum niggaz, that
blew off ice cream
Peace to ice that got them things
That you measure with triple beams
Some are words, turn to ice, turned my moms into fiend
P rocked some much ice, we called him iceberg
He touched an iceberg, how did that benz waggin hit that iceberg?
Now the words out about wu-syndicate, ice heist a lease
On pyramids, ice men gave dominicans ice keys
I see quality, bitches suckin dick with icys for ice rings
Now them theme cats are romanian
Ice bracelets crown fiends, thats a
chilly willy thing
I need an igloo in alaska to escape lucifers sting
[chorus (x2)]
[various talk to fade]
Yo, son gimme some play on this release of slot time, son
(aight, son, its all wu)
Gimme some play, man, its cold world right now
(its real out here man, word up)
Wu-syndicate
Icy, (ice, ice, ice
Its fridget out here God)
Grab your coat! (word)
[chorus: napoleon]
Its the modern day ice age
The worlds frozen, turned front page
Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage
Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid
And lock you in a
cage where its cold, the ice age
[myalansky]
Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges
Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger
Caught up in va, new york language
Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided
Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor
What up my nigga? rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear
Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball
Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall
Incarceration,
as an incarconsist is your education
150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins
Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice
Wildin all night, who let the goons loose?
[chorus (x2)]
[joe mafia]
City serpent, street merchant, networkin
Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin germans
Mindor way now, shorties want style thats foul, flagrant
Ya laced shit
Case cant face it, house arrest, I shake the gates
And give up for flesh, money long, sonny
singin funny songs
The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms
Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin
Mashin, chest burnin from a thug passion
I tilt bottles up in the club, fuckin with dick models
Dick throbbin, haleys comet, 2g will ever aristotle
Extort cream near the fort green, cali palm trees
Clam stee, vietnam fleet, ya scream fore I bomb thee
[chorus]
[napoleon]
Thats icy medallions with a icy bloodstream
Rip shit with platinum niggaz, that
blew off ice cream
Peace to ice that got them things
That you measure with triple beams
Some are words, turn to ice, turned my moms into fiend
P rocked some much ice, we called him iceberg
He touched an iceberg, how did that benz waggin hit that iceberg?
Now the words out about wu-syndicate, ice heist a lease
On pyramids, ice men gave dominicans ice keys
I see quality, bitches suckin dick with icys for ice rings
Now them theme cats are romanian
Ice bracelets crown fiends, thats a
chilly willy thing
I need an igloo in alaska to escape lucifers sting
[chorus (x2)]
[various talk to fade]
[ Album : The Syndicate ]