Chords for Raekwon - Ice Water

_ _ _ Tommy Hill rockin' ice niggas _
_ Tommy Hill ice rockin' niggas _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Db] Take [Abm] one on one to this shit y'all
Get your nostrils clear _ _ _
Sniff your brains out on my Al Capone Apple Gino niggas _ _
Xander Crux smugglin' Capitano
Golden Arm
Yo check out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus
I know a few niggas sniff coke and cause seizures
Peace to half-moon seizures and all the bitches in the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the beaches
Jury's shoppin' out of the country, the love's luxury
People sayin' dem not changed, look, talk on me
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet?
2.3 diamond-cut engraved, Ruby's kid I laced it
My sweet tooth got a nigga throbbin', ready for robbin'
But first [Gbm] hit Maria's score by [Abm] the almond
The bionic microphone, the smack mechanic
Moved like a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas
Sun is on, so we can just Maximilien
I got the spots on, so we can make a billion
The gods tropical, ladies call me Black Fruit
Rainbow flavor niggas, murder niggas for love
Peace to the Paris crew and the Avenue
And my nigga [Bb] J-Lo, [Ab] who carries switchblades on the red roof
Yo [Abm] the first branch, the third leaf
Whoever want it, got beef, I'm politic
So I'll crush those who dare creep into my realm
I'm a sunshine, I praise [C] divine
Fine line between [Abm] Donna, dumb, deaf, and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the faggots in daytime
Crossed over grain while we was bubblin' moonshine
Shippin' on the Moet, laid up Ray Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Tony Stark's cappuccino
Developed by your envy, swellin' up, one for the nation
[E] Blinded by the ice while I release the [Abm] confrontation
Donna Holy, fat bags of weed, ravioli, pasta
Bodyguard the killer, beat songs like Kevin Costner
Infrared all inside your Mambarasta
Capagana pimp the derby like the mobsta Yeah, yeah
_ [Db] These niggas, what [Abm] niggas, I'm supposed to set for overtime nigga
Any ass money, see me fine
Cause I'm comin' strong, break a nigga's back, creep the shit wet
If you haven't known, she ass, busty ass nigga
Let me tell you, she won't shout
Tony Stark, Drake, Mars, Jeff
Cappuccino, and go long, comin' through the mass bra
In the Alps of Charlotte
One of those faggot ass, crusty chicken head bitches, dude
_ Yo, [Eb] back in the days, baggin' cracks, [Db] scrapin' plates, flippin' cakes
Who [Eb] them heavy head niggas hatin' Jake's
[Abm] If he up on the wall, soldier
Hangin' in halls, gettin' over city niggas
Shoot for blood money, rockin' Ropers
Stay dicked, don't have no money in your pocket
In the streets, whitey's people, more money in they jeans
Crack pumps, watch it back for jumps
Put me for a fake $20 bill, get him son
We ain't the one, pilot ticket
Blood vacant, sick of these Dominicans
Eatin' good, had to shoot my way up out of Benegans
That's life, it's up with all them people
Whitey [Ab] pullin' bleach out, tryna throw it in my ass like, [Abm] yo _ _
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