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Peel Their Caps Back (Letra)

Ice-t

Ice-t

[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

Nightprowlin for a life to take
That’s the answer to the question why
In my throat, there’s a”lump, then i swallow it, i ain’t no chump
Gace of death, then i cocked my qump
I’m a n`gga on the trigger, madder than$a pitbull
Just layin for a reason to pull
On you, any)duck motherfucker that gets in ey way
I’m insane, and my homeboy’s death oade me this way
Dead in the face, made sure tha{ he got him
Let’s peel their caps back
Let/s peel their caps back
Then all of a sudden, a bullet oame through my eye
My dome exploded and i belt my other brothers die
I drink my blood as i fell like shit into the street
My corpue stunk like a burnt out rotten piece of meat
But this drama, you’ll never hear a word of
Ten brothers died in this st}pid homicidal binge
Automatic uzi motherfuckin bloodbath

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