调：C minor
Verse 1
Get your ice cream, ice cream
Not Ice- T not Ice Cube, ice cream
Thangs, half thangs
QP's, zippers, what ever you need
Hard, soft, get your ice cream
Ice cream
Peruvian ice cream
Ice cream
Verse 2
Dm
F
Am
I guarantee it's not a soda rock
food stamps, or we can swap
Stolen goods for a fat ass
dum dum
I sweep the fiends off
they feet like a broom
I rush to the spot when school's up
The dope fiends'll see me,
and then they pass the other fools up
While they shit is power
packed with baking soda
When I'm gone,
niggas claim they got the same shit that I got
takin' the money and the power
It's the lick because I cook my
shit from powder
With a little bit of cut in it
All you got is a couple of bucks,
go 'head and spend it
It's all good but money ain't all good
'Cause a raw deal will get
wit' 'em
That bring these unknown niggas claimin'
that it's they peoples
But I don't fuck wit' 'em
Get up and steal me hella
stereo components
To snatch it up before these
other niggas get up on it
candy on your hooter
Shoot a fiend somethin'
for a sack of Buddha
Bitch, don't you hear the
music?
Verse 3
Dm
Am
Gm
Am
Hahaha, yeah, huh
Can't beat the feeling
Or the real thing,
yeah, you know I got cream
So come on, a huddle,
give me ten or twenty
Dollars, so I can give you rocks
or do you want powder?
Whatever you get,
I bet you it's the shit
Niggas who know I whip
this shit to the fullest
It keeps the dope fiends comin' and comin',
now they're runnin'
Up to a nigga's spot,
it's makin' me hot
I'm about to go sick, I mean,
crazy with this shit
I'm grindin',
I'm slangin' through the night
they need a P- I- P- E, ugh
Get the fuck from in front of my spot
Dm
Am
I'm 'bout to open my window and unload
my motherfuckin' Glock
Blaow, damn,
I see the Task jump out the van
Dm
Am
Gm
Jackin' niggas slangin' on the corner,
That's why I'm in the house
under with the cola
And then maybe some daddy
(Hi, may I take your order?)
But I'm not with four- twenty-
five and you can keep that
Hand me a crack sack and watch me
make a big gap
Nigga, I'ma ride long and super fat,
jack
'Cause I'm a dope dealer,
a motherfuckin' cream seller
People ask who I am
Verse 4
man?
You got some rocks, man?
Who- nobody got no rocks in the spot
Verse 5
Am
F
Dm
Knocks are blowin' up my shit 'cause
Cut up a half and rush to post
F
C#
G#
Eb
(o h shit)
Dm
C#
Dm
Am
'cause I look like a school kid
Am
F
Am
they will gaffle
Pressin' my luck slangin'
Eb
Dm
Am
Dm
I got the cream and niggas
are gettin' jealous, but
Takin' knots from niggas with the Arm
Dm
Am
G
and Hammer
Go serve that nigga love and
posted up wit' me
do you got a fat dub rock?)
Rise, that's what I got, I'm runnin' the spot,
Gm
black
Gm
Dm
I got two popsicles and a cookie left
I'ma sell for nine bucks
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
'Cause I don't give no credit,
again 'til next month
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