| Song | Inside Of A Gangsta |
| Artist | Ice T |
| Album | Ice T VI: Return Of The Real |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah | |
| This is ice-t | |
| I'ma slow it down for a minute | |
| I wanna talk to all the ladies out there | |
| I got my man j-e-ll in the house | |
| I got a message i wanna send out to all the fly ladies, yeah | |
| Check me out | |
| [ verse 1: ice-t ] | |
| It's time for me to kick game | |
| And if i can't do it, then ladies, ice ain't my name | |
| Now real brothers ain't easy to understand | |
| And it's a long hard road to become a man | |
| Drama seeks and chases him through every year | |
| His homie dies, you might see him shed a tear | |
| But mostly hardcore feelings are all you see | |
| Cause you gotta be raw to be called a gee | |
| But every man slows down | |
| You'll see this side when there's probably no one around | |
| And there's no safer place | |
| Than if you ever are some gee's homebase | |
| But it ain't easy, these brothers got barricades around the hearts | |
| It's gonna take time before the trust starts | |
| But girl, you must be true | |
| Cause if your man's a gee, he'll definitely die for you | |
| Look him deep in his eyes, let him know you're there | |
| Show him that you really care | |
| Trust me, you move with time | |
| Through the darkened halls of his mind | |
| You just might find | |
| [ bobby ross avila ] | |
| The me inside of a gangsta | |
| Yo, jell | |
| You know what i'm sayin? | |
| I try to represent for all the brothers out there | |
| And i know my latin homies have the same drama with they girls, man | |
| Won't you let em know how it's goin down | |
| [ verse 2: jell ] | |
| Man, i'm lookin for a hina that's down | |
| But you don't have to be brown | |
| If you wanna hang around | |
| All you gotta do is stay in check | |
| Cause if you're rubbin me right | |
| Then you can bet you'll get respect | |
| And that's why i guess my feelings will have to show | |
| How can you hide somethin that's in your soul? | |
| Cause there's more to the l-o-c | |
| Than all the violence, baby, that ain't who i be | |
| I know my dogs and me can still pull straps | |
| But i rather have you rollin in my cadillac | |
| Cause when we cruisin, thangs is all good | |
| And that goes for every vato in the hood | |
| Now sometimes it's hard to show the other side | |
| Especially when my crew is caught up in a homicide | |
| Cause east l.a. don't play | |
| And if i had my way | |
| I'd kick it with you everyday | |
| [ ice-t ] | |
| Whether black or brown, the situation's the same | |
| Different hoods, but the same game | |
| Some girls won't take their time | |
| Others will stroll through our souls and find | |
| [ bobby ross avila ] | |
| The me inside of a gangsta |
| Yeah | |
| This is icet | |
| I' ma slow it down for a minute | |
| I wanna talk to all the ladies out there | |
| I got my man jell in the house | |
| I got a message i wanna send out to all the fly ladies, yeah | |
| Check me out | |
| verse 1: icet | |
| It' s time for me to kick game | |
| And if i can' t do it, then ladies, ice ain' t my name | |
| Now real brothers ain' t easy to understand | |
| And it' s a long hard road to become a man | |
| Drama seeks and chases him through every year | |
| His homie dies, you might see him shed a tear | |
| But mostly hardcore feelings are all you see | |
| Cause you gotta be raw to be called a gee | |
| But every man slows down | |
| You' ll see this side when there' s probably no one around | |
| And there' s no safer place | |
| Than if you ever are some gee' s homebase | |
| But it ain' t easy, these brothers got barricades around the hearts | |
| It' s gonna take time before the trust starts | |
| But girl, you must be true | |
| Cause if your man' s a gee, he' ll definitely die for you | |
| Look him deep in his eyes, let him know you' re there | |
| Show him that you really care | |
| Trust me, you move with time | |
| Through the darkened halls of his mind | |
| You just might find | |
| bobby ross avila | |
| The me inside of a gangsta | |
| Yo, jell | |
| You know what i' m sayin? | |
| I try to represent for all the brothers out there | |
| And i know my latin homies have the same drama with they girls, man | |
| Won' t you let em know how it' s goin down | |
| verse 2: jell | |
| Man, i' m lookin for a hina that' s down | |
| But you don' t have to be brown | |
| If you wanna hang around | |
| All you gotta do is stay in check | |
| Cause if you' re rubbin me right | |
| Then you can bet you' ll get respect | |
| And that' s why i guess my feelings will have to show | |
| How can you hide somethin that' s in your soul? | |
| Cause there' s more to the loc | |
| Than all the violence, baby, that ain' t who i be | |
| I know my dogs and me can still pull straps | |
| But i rather have you rollin in my cadillac | |
| Cause when we cruisin, thangs is all good | |
| And that goes for every vato in the hood | |
| Now sometimes it' s hard to show the other side | |
| Especially when my crew is caught up in a homicide | |
| Cause east l. a. don' t play | |
| And if i had my way | |
| I' d kick it with you everyday | |
| icet | |
| Whether black or brown, the situation' s the same | |
| Different hoods, but the same game | |
| Some girls won' t take their time | |
| Others will stroll through our souls and find | |
| bobby ross avila | |
| The me inside of a gangsta |
| Yeah | |
| This is icet | |
| I' ma slow it down for a minute | |
| I wanna talk to all the ladies out there | |
| I got my man jell in the house | |
| I got a message i wanna send out to all the fly ladies, yeah | |
| Check me out | |
| verse 1: icet | |
| It' s time for me to kick game | |
| And if i can' t do it, then ladies, ice ain' t my name | |
| Now real brothers ain' t easy to understand | |
| And it' s a long hard road to become a man | |
| Drama seeks and chases him through every year | |
| His homie dies, you might see him shed a tear | |
| But mostly hardcore feelings are all you see | |
| Cause you gotta be raw to be called a gee | |
| But every man slows down | |
| You' ll see this side when there' s probably no one around | |
| And there' s no safer place | |
| Than if you ever are some gee' s homebase | |
| But it ain' t easy, these brothers got barricades around the hearts | |
| It' s gonna take time before the trust starts | |
| But girl, you must be true | |
| Cause if your man' s a gee, he' ll definitely die for you | |
| Look him deep in his eyes, let him know you' re there | |
| Show him that you really care | |
| Trust me, you move with time | |
| Through the darkened halls of his mind | |
| You just might find | |
| bobby ross avila | |
| The me inside of a gangsta | |
| Yo, jell | |
| You know what i' m sayin? | |
| I try to represent for all the brothers out there | |
| And i know my latin homies have the same drama with they girls, man | |
| Won' t you let em know how it' s goin down | |
| verse 2: jell | |
| Man, i' m lookin for a hina that' s down | |
| But you don' t have to be brown | |
| If you wanna hang around | |
| All you gotta do is stay in check | |
| Cause if you' re rubbin me right | |
| Then you can bet you' ll get respect | |
| And that' s why i guess my feelings will have to show | |
| How can you hide somethin that' s in your soul? | |
| Cause there' s more to the loc | |
| Than all the violence, baby, that ain' t who i be | |
| I know my dogs and me can still pull straps | |
| But i rather have you rollin in my cadillac | |
| Cause when we cruisin, thangs is all good | |
| And that goes for every vato in the hood | |
| Now sometimes it' s hard to show the other side | |
| Especially when my crew is caught up in a homicide | |
| Cause east l. a. don' t play | |
| And if i had my way | |
| I' d kick it with you everyday | |
| icet | |
| Whether black or brown, the situation' s the same | |
| Different hoods, but the same game | |
| Some girls won' t take their time | |
| Others will stroll through our souls and find | |
| bobby ross avila | |
| The me inside of a gangsta |