ICE-T "CRAMP YOUR STYLE" Lyrics

Ice-T Cramp Your Style Lyrics:

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I cramp your style
With a bullet and a smile

Ugh, niggas on the D-l casin' me out
Truckin' my jewels, feelin' for the tools
When they come they gots to come correct
Because they know I catch wreck

A well known wild street vet
Step into the kill zone, baby, it's on
I pack the twin nine mills that'll lift your dome
Chrome pump with double eyed slots and such
A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch

Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle
Street legal, move against my people
And the Ice gets evil
Hit you with the .44 Smith &Wesson

You're best to run 'cause my Tec eats pests
I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser
Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor
You wanna live or die, it's your decision
Talk shit, you're dissin' I got you in my night vision

Brain fragments on the street released
Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased
I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16
A 12 gauge street sweeper with the circular clip
Quick to let projectiles fly, you die
And watch your fat moms cry, bull's eye

I cramp your style
With a bullet and a smile
What you think all the guns is for?

What's up, niggas don't seem to hear
Still lookin' crazy, let me make this clear
Fool, the Ice ain't havin' it
And when I let loose lead, believe I'm accurate

Fat scope on a [unverified]
Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip
Pump on my lap at all times
I fill my gauge shells with nickels and dimes

Thompson Center spittin' .45 slugs
Black Mac-11, Python .357, snub-nose .38 or .380
Seventy Automatic, full metal jackets
Hollow points comin' atcha fast
You feel the slug before you hear the blast

I cramp your style
With a bullet and a smile

Muthafuckas frontin' hard
Lookin' at niggas crazy and shit make a nigga break
Nigga don't want me to pull out
I don't like shootin' but I do shoot straight

Niggas I be rollin' with will shoot up a wake
Why you wanna step in the sights of a nigga
Known hair trigger, the coroner delivers
More cold bodies to the morgue each weekend

One minute you bleed, the next minute you're leakin'
Best to listen close 'cause this ain't no boast
And never forget that I leave you wet
Bloody, sticky, holes in your dickey's
Oh what a pity, lookin' all shitty

My Winchester will get the best of ya
Hand grenades will fade all the rest of ya
I reach out and touch you with the parabellum
You got a crew, you better tell 'em

	Cramp Your Style lyrics, Ice-T related songs
	1. Bone thugs n harmony → Mr. bill collector 2. Dove shack → There'll come a day 3. Lil' wayne → Realized 4. Mo' thugs → Souljah boy 5. Naughty by nature → The shivers 6. Esham → Diggin on da d-l 7. Bone thugs n harmony → Everyday thang 2 8. Choppa → I'mma be here 9. Foxy brown → Ride (down south) 10. B.g. → Bat a bitch 11. Ghostface killah → Metal lungies 12. Andre nickatina → A peez paradise 13. King tee → Check the flow 14. Mo' thugs → Killing fields 15. Bone thugs n harmony → Mo' murda 16. Bone thugs n harmony → No shorts, no losses 17. Krayzie bone → A thugga' level 18. Esham → Would you die 4 me 19. Dj kayslay → 50 shot ya (featuring 50 cent) 20. T-pain → I'm n luv wit a stripper (remix)