Ice T

Ziplock

Ice T


Once again I'm back in the place to be 
The I the C the E the T 
I'll never get a Grammy so fuck the G 
All I need is crowd and my M I C 
Got a gangster ass DJ named Evil E 
My record label's called Warner B 
William Morris is my agency 
I'll never go broke I got property 
Got a dope pitbull named Felony 
Got four gold albums 
So what you tell'n me? 
Power was two Iceberg was three 
This one here shipped five hundred G 
Now when I roll, I roll stupid deep 
Benz's, Bemers, and boomin' Jeeps 
I'm always strapped 
Cause my money I keep 
You move on the Ice 
And you're goin' to sleep 
But when you see me 
Walkin' down the street 
You say, "What's up Ice?" 
And I say, "Peace!" 
You give me a dap, I give you one back 
Cause I ain't souped 
So forget about that 
We might take pictures 
Sign n utograph 
Kick a little flavor 
Have some fun and laugh 
But step to me wrong 
You might get shot 
And wind up lookin' out a ziplock!!!