Soul on Ice

[Intro]

Internationally known

You 'bout to smell my cologne

Westcoast motherfucka

Lets toast motherfucka

Old money (x16)

[Verse 1]

Old money, new money, no money, nose runny

Don't try to turn the Godfather into Sonny

Don't try to turn your forefathers into money

The rap god got the whole world praying for me

Pray for me, third eye see you laying for me

Crazy Toones DJing for me

I'm the real Iron Man, you just Robert Downey

A crackhead in blackface fresh out the county

Nigga

[Hook]

Back the fuck up off me

I burn just like hot coffee

I'm kind of sweet like Toffee

Look what this game done taught me

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Hey

You 'bout to smell my cologne

You 'bout to smell my cologne

You 'bout to smell my cologne

Look, nigga

You 'bout to smell my cologne

Hey

Old money (x16)

[Verse 2]

Candy paint flow ever since "My Adidas"

Ice Cube fans get sugar diabeetus (diabetes)

Sugar Ray Leonard style, nigga, I'm the sweetest

Roll in on some ass just like Jesus

Cool as the fridge and you shaking like jello

Mad 'cause my life is like a marshmallow

Look, motherfucka, if you smell my cologne

Ask yourself why are you all in my zone

[Hook]

Back the fuck up off me

I burn just like hot coffee

I'm kind of sweet like toffee

Look what this game done for me

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Look mama, look mama (I'm soul on ice)

Hey

You 'bout to smell my cologne

You 'bout to smell my cologne

You 'bout to smell my cologne

You 'bout to smell my cologne

Oooh ooh oh ooh x4

[Outro: Mike Epps]

Yo, what's up my niggas out there

Just letting you know right now, man

You got to, you better, you got to pay your dues

To the Don Mega

Dead on the block and hit y'all ass

With that old Ice Cube super bomb hit

The one that sent your cousin Tony Tone to the penitentiary back in '89

The one that sent Lil Ray Ray out from L.A. to St. Louis

And got off the bus and served them niggas them quarter thangs

Make sure you tune into that nigga Ice Cube

The first one who put you niggas on perms and pimping

And pistols and preachers

Perms and pimping, and pistols and preachers

Perms and pimping, and pistols and preachers

Perms and pimping, and pistols and preachers

Old money (x16)

[Keith David]

Damn, it feels good to be independent