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Letra de Chrome & Paint - Ice Cube

Letra de canción de Chrome & Paint de Ice Cube lyrics

''[Ice Cube]''Yay-YAY! Cali-forn-yi-ayeSunday afternoon baby, pull it outWhip it out, pull it out, drive it out, drop it outYou know! Let 'em know''[Chorus: Ice Cube]''I got chrome and paintNigga what you think, I got chrome and paintBitch what you drank, I got chrome and paintSmokin that dank in my chrome and paintStreet lights - dance on paintStreet lights - dance on chromeStreet lights - get a nigga homeYou can die in these streets all alone''[Ice Cube]''I am the wrong nigga, too fuckin grown niggaTo go for that nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe niggaI got, a hair trigger, I am the dome splitterThe deep-sea sniper, you got the wrong niggazRetire like Jigga, here comes the Attila the HunKillin niggaz for fun, these rappers is doneThe bigger they come, the harder they fallI burn like the sun, continue to ballHe's got nuts and plus the Don touchAnd split the fine dutch, Starsky call HutchHe's laid with some sluts up in some gutsJust back in the cut, he thinks he's King TutCan't fuck this nigga up, cause just the nigga luckThat niggaz really love him and tear the city upUhh, even though I'm fuckin with the po'-po'Them nigga know how I act in the low-lowI got chrome and paintNigga what you think, I got chrome and paintBitch what you drank, I got chrome and paintSmokin that dank in my chrome and paintStreet lights - dance on paintStreet lights - dance on chromeStreet lights - get a nigga homeYou can die in these streets all alone''[W.C.]''I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I snitchhttp://www.coveralia.com/letras/chrome-y-paint-ice-cube.php
Off my ass khakis sag like cellulite tits, bitchUnder the suede, headliner and I ain't yo mommaPlay with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin flowersI put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot rocksHittin the switch, makin the fo' hopscotchRollin up imperial in dickie materialAll in your peripheral, throwin shells at your vehicleClipped up, pimped up, big chipped upStacy Adams tips spiffed up, golf hat flipped upI blow yo' ass off the map, fuck with DubI'll have yo' ass rollin home with windshield glass on your lapFuck rap, I'm wearin a creased tee, eatin ribs??? at you niggaz on MTV CribsI got the chrome thang thang to make the dome stankHood life forever bitch, chrome and paint, c'mon''[Ice Cube]''I got chrome and paintNigga what you think, I got chrome and paintBitch what you drank, I got chrome and paintSmokin that dank in my chrome and paintStreet lights - dance on paintStreet lights - dance on chromeStreet lights - get a nigga homeYou can die in these streets all aloneStreet lights (woop woop)Street lights (woop woop)Even though I'm fuckin with the po'-po'Them nigga know how I act in the low-lowSlow mo', nigga check out my promoYou mo'fo's can't fuck with my mojoI got chrome and paintNigga what you think, I got chrome and paintBitch what you drank, I got chrome and paintSmokin that dank in my chrome and paintStreet lights - dance on paintStreet lights - dance on chromeStreet lights - get a nigga homeYou can die in these streets all aloneStreet lights...

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La letra de canción de Chrome & Paint de Ice Cube es una transcripción de la canción original realizada por colaboradores/usuarios de Coveralia.
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