Käännös: Nice \u0026amp; Smooth. Hot Shit.
jeal' but we still wreck shop Damn right we gon' sell, sell a whole lot WHY? Because the Nice & Smooth shit is hot WHY? Because the Nice & Smooth shit is hot [Greg Nice
gold to bag hoes, they not nice, 600 circle the block twice In they Roleys they rock ice, to get they hit on Bitches dyin to get on, suck a dick or get shit
depths of 'ell, COME! [Ice-T] You punks are jealous cause I'm rollin in fly shit My shit, all paid for and I don't owe no guy shit Fuck you, it ain't
gunfire) That's how I like to do work (Gunfire again) Got guts on my T-shirt Motherfuckers tried to play the ice Because I rhyme smooth And on T.V. act nice
like it's hot Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot Ha
done nada Make you never wanna flash your shit Like when you see my crew you wanna stash your shit If do find me, then I will crash your shit If you
what ya'll know Go move Show me what ya'll know Close the door, iight, let a nigga rock 'Cause we 'bout to eat real shit, not shit slop Nigga can't say shit
in a hoody, peace to Jesette, Joete, Jo Jo, Gene And every hood gee, that's right my fight is ill Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and quest, nice and smooth and
him!) and what we smoke? That piffy (you know) presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) presidential shit, monica lewinsky ----Verse 3---- Uh, smooth
they artists on leak I keep 'em knee deep, need me, be me Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow I'm slowin', the track down, so you don't miss the shit
, the fans call me Dapper Dan When I was young my pops, throw rocks Always shit talk to my moms and call the cops Couldn't wait 'til I was nice and grown
a nigga, check for a nigga Outfits forever New cappadonna, blue is my quaintness I'm a maintenance in this rap shit, politics Spit the graphic mix it up nice
I'm in mink like a smooth guerilla [Chorus] [Verse Three] Okay, the definition of a GANGSTER, mouth closed Guns out, clip loaded, aim lock shots bang ya Never serve shit
hoes done done nada make you never wanna flash your shit like when you see my crew you wanna stash your shit If do find me,then I will crash your shit
, the way we click It's like four part harmony and all that shit Your waistline is the bass line, I ride that shit Strung off your treble and I'm high as shit
