night the shit hit the fan) Come on now I feel it Come on (The night the shit hit the fan) Damn, man It's all that Shit Come on, Ice Kick that shit
Перевод: Ice-T. Дерьмо Hit вентилятор (Показывая Shawnie Шон).
to do If a kid got killed on the way to school Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard Shit would hit the fan motherfuckin' It would hit real hard I
and ice No, I can't sleep for thinking Set my head a reeling Be better than Wayne, Duke that can Eliminate a whole race Wanna make the shit hit the fan
ice I can't sleep for thinkin' Send my head a reelin' You bet that I'm Wayne To backhand Eliminate a whole race Wanna make the shit hit the fan I can
let you talk shit you wear lipstick Your girl call me ice cream because the big stick You wonder why I got a nickname and you didn't She said she you barley even hit
dues, shit hit the fan, we going to be eatin' your food Time up in the new, then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off What, I didn't hear the news five
, Ice-T, and all the rest All that money we makin' don't fault the West 'Cause we ain't the ones who created rap But when we made the shit, we made it
Can't adapt to thes bitches Try not to slap these bitches Don't wanna hit these bitches I just want cap from these bitches I ain't got time for bitches
me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank And get away or get gaffled, the very next day Don't cry, hold
me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day Don't cry, hold
wit it Hangin' off the ceiling fan, she like to do some tricks wit it D F B bitch, so you gotta let the click hit it if buddie hit it From the back, you
, lovely Where for art thou meth-tical God-child I pack a smile like crocodile profile Can't hold it down, oh the shit gon' hit the fan now Spin around
(Can we get freaky toniiiiight ) Donald Trump wouldn't let you shine his shoes my man If you pissed off you dyin' with your dick in your hand Plus when shit hits the fan
crack I'm fiendin' for somethin good so I can puff on it Y'all don't even give me a buzz I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds Nothin
'round the block, bring you back, tie the knots He bitch man, slap your whole block, moms and pops I ain't gon' lie though, brothers got a lotta bravado But can't
don't attempt to speak Because it's bad enough you rollin' up shit quick With a nigga like Ren about the hit Now lemme hear you mothafuckaz talk some more shit
and ice I can't sleep for thinking Send my head a reeling Can't make it out... (? ? ) Eleminate the whole race Wanna make the shit hit the fan I can't
