Ice-T - Peel Their Caps Back текст песни

Текст песни Peel Their Caps Back - Ice-T



Coolin in my crib, cold video dubbin
FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin
They call that shit a crime? Yo that shit's a joke
Hit record on my dope remote
I heard my phone ringin, I wonder who could it be
It was the E, the V, yes the I-L E
He said, "We got static - word, I just got out
Punks tried to move at the club and we shot out
Bullets everywhere," Okay what's the prob?
"Ink got popped, he's dead as a doorknob."
You bullshittin! "I ain't fuckin around.
The posse's rollin tonight, nigga are you down?"
I grabbed my AK, my 16, and my baby Mac
Strapped on my vest, and threw the 9 in the small of my back
I said - Chill, don't let nobody move without me
Say you know where they are?
He said, "I know where they be"
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Twelve o'clock midnight, posse was airtight
Twenty-five cars, under the streetlights
Some people talked, while others cried
Ink was a brother, who shouldn't have died
Then the silence broke, Ice what's it gonna be?
38 hard brothers stood and stared at me
There were only two words that I had to say
P-A-Y, B-A-C-K
The car's loaded with a silence that could rape the dead
Pistols clipped as the chamber's loaded full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
Would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back
The cars at the corner like a long black snake
Nightprowlin for a life to take
Ya see down in the ghetto it's an eye for an eye
That's the answer to the question why
In my throat, there's a lump, then I swallow it, I ain't no chump
Face of Death, then I cocked my pump
I'm a nigga on the trigger, madder than a pitbull
Just layin for a reason to pull
On you, any duck motherfucker that gets in my way
I'm insane, and my homeboy's death made me this way
But then we spot him, Evil E shot him
Dead in the face, made sure that he got him
Others ran, but no mercy to the posse's wrath
Automatic Uzi motherfuckin bloodbath
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Then all of a sudden, a bullet came through my eye
My dome exploded and I felt my other brothers die
I drink my blood as I fell like shit into the street
My corpse stunk like a burnt out rotten piece of meat
Ten brothers died in this stupid homicidal binge
Cause whenever someone dies, nobody wins
But this drama, you'll never hear a word of
Cause all the paper's gonna read is a gang murder
Gang murder



Авторы: Ice-t


Ice-T - The Complete Sire Albums 1987 - 1991
Альбом The Complete Sire Albums 1987 - 1991
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11-11-2013

1 New Jack Hustler (Nino's Theme)
2 Intro/Rhyme Pays
3 What Ya Wanna Do?
4 Freedom of Speech
5 Home of the Bodybag
6 First Impression
7 Ziplock
8 Mic Contract
9 Mind Over Matter
10 Ed
11 Bitches 2
12 Straight Up Nigga
13 The Hunted Child
14 O.G. Original Gangster
15 Evil E - What About Sex?
16 Fly By
17 Midnight
18 Fried Chicken
19 M.V.P.s
20 Lifestyles of the Rich and Infamous
21 Escape from the Killing Fields
22 Pulse of the Rhyme
23 The Tower
24 This One's For Me
25 Hit the Deck
26 Black 'N' Decker
27 6 'N the Mornin'
28 Make It Funky
29 Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy)
30 409
31 Sex
32 Pain
33 Intro
34 Power
35 Drama
36 The Syndicate
37 Personal
38 High Rollers
39 Grand Larceny
40 Outro
41 Shut Up, Be Happy
42 The Iceberg
43 Lethal Weapon
44 You Played Yourself
45 Peel Their Caps Back
46 The Girl Tried to Kill Me
47 Ya Shoulda Killed Me Last Year
48 I'm Your Pusher/Pusherman
49 My Word Is Bond
50 Prepared to Die
51 Street Killer
52 The House
53 I Love Ladies
54 Squeeze the Trigger
55 Radio Suckers
56 Girls L.G.B.N.A.F.
57 Heartbeat
58 Soul On Ice




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