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What Ya Wanna Do?

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!) 
My man Shaquel is in

recover you better do ya thang
Don't worry bout ya son Imma get this money and break the chains
But know I'm in ya corner eternally what I said remains

My

This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating 
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah

Wait a minute baby
Wait a minute baby

Two strokes to the right

Rather Get Money

New Gen

New Gen

2017

I'd rather get money than spend time
I don't expect you to understand
I gotta get all my friends right
Right now it's me and these rubber bands
I

dawg by the domain
With my dawg, ende re baie
Dalmatian

My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgata
You don't wanna go

mind 
There I went again
Too far ahead
Not in my head
Forgot what I said
But where it led
I do regret 
I think I should walk way but

If you cry
Then

could do it all by yourself
Let me see you do it 
Aye 
Let me see you do it 

Forgot where I been 
Only know where I'm going 
Got many sins 
But my heart

freshened
Hit my bb's line, for the blessing
1st class G, man you know he got to line me up
Trims so hot, do a couple laps of the block 'fore a nigga go back

the blue
Wake up get to good eats good food
Watchin my plate nigga worry bout you,
Gon' swoop lil thing yeah I had to make room
Yeah I had to make do
Tryna

Maybe defeating them is how to keep 'em right
Another zoned out night
Starin' at the ceilin' while I hold my phone out, right?
What do I know 'bout life?

When you're born inside a storm
You're either torn or you are strong
That's right, let's go
You only living life once, yolo
On my own like a hero, Han

Curve my ethics I'll get the courage to edit I said it's

Dylan, can't burn the bridges just a
Nerd who was birthed in the burbs of Fenton, to the
Chi, I

shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!

change up
Grinding on my own
Don't be calling up my phone
Told me she would rather leave
Told her go and be alone
I said I do it for myself
Charge it all

s*** like I’m Cole Bennett 
N**** yeah I said it

Made it through the impossible 
They don’t know what I’ve been through (No)
Where were you when I

a song AND it would
Be on the radio and
Everything my main thought
Is, Damn if I can do this
I'm about to go to the studio
Every night i told Tez
To have

That's what you do right
Post two videos, where did he go
Probably to England to try and put up a fight
You can sit around waiting in the underground

at the function off psychedelics 
Art is embedded in my genetics 
This is the age of the cybernetics 
And you're in the DM's getting rejected 
Go post it

at the ceilin' while I hold my phone out, right?
What do I know 'bout life?
I needa take a walk
But you know it's cold out, right?
Oh how nice
I see another idiot

find a wife
But I'll do my thing my way oh my brother no be fight
Sometimes I might be wrong sometimes I might be right
But I'll keep my head straight

they the Forces that determine the final say
No shade grey, Black and unapologetic, Progressive Underground wit no radio edit so forget it if
you think

do it my nikes
Said we ain't swiping on no bank cards
Straight cash shop assistant knows I trap hard
And I ain't taking no back talk I'll leave

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

seemed so tempting
This my redemption
By my skeleton the ocean with my ships wreckage
And I know where this goes
Bitch on the phone she won't stop asking