Luyện nghe bài hát Black Ice

Do you ever see that stuff be
it get cold, that ice that you can't see?
Shit happens
Yep, ice

Now you know and I know, I done bumped every hole in the wall
Did you catch that phone call? Most of did admit
it was tall, Gipp flipped like a dip
Slipped on the black ice
Did you think twice? Homeslice in
He went satisfied, got bent aint shit
coast to coast, yell at the boat
Man do-si-dos, too many and goes 'coz

Touched what I touched before
Seen I never seen before
up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

Circulate like a paper
Capers long time with cheap flicks
Good picks pay hard, watch the heart sideways
Couldnt tell, Burrell cells to those who lose
Players you light for now
Feelin' good and warm, rolled tight
35 degrees, nippy
forget the Chapstick, lips dry quick
When the jack out, you wanna act out
Take the slack out, some black out
I went into, came back out

Touched I never touched before
Seen what I seen before
up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

Touched I never touched before
Seen what I seen before
up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

I in it for the past few days, tighter the phase
I Ima praise, now can I rap, can I dap
Not really sure yet, who that lookin' the shoulders
Of those bright dreams? Feenin' for the of menthol
Missed class, stayed in the hall, for a squeeze play
Better yet a holiday, stayed away from the pyramid boy
it down to a neighborhood slang, cash before fame

Sky high, sky high, sky high, sky
Sky high, sky high, sky high, sky high, sky

Now who done stepped in, the B-I-G the secret weapon boi
Slicka than black ice throwin' flows
Like rice at weddings, so quit
You speakin' about same things as to the ear lobes
Pay for the room and still be in mode
Like Iceberg, Chryslers and

Them niggas aint on they job, so them suckers to lose it
Abuse they privileges and not the whole been shot to pieces
'Cause niggas are bitin' that stupid shit
I mean that leaches, boy dont me
If you aint got no work, strictly these verses
the ones you hear at Church, boi
Search, boi, talkin' about yo dope is like Lurch, boi
time I heard you rhyming like a fuckin' jerk, boi, simp, yea

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me eardrums
It was a beautiful day off in the
Yellows and greens and and browns and greys
And hues that ooze dilapidated wood
could explain but pertains to cocaine and sustain in rain
See summer rolls niggas holla 'bout change
Then they move them keys like Bob James

'Cause old man winters arrived, the temperature
just died, Decembers alive
Thus it no typical rise, just individuals way to bring home
The bacon when was all wrong
it our own, takin' me all wrong
Weve all indulged in the bulge of no no nos, you aint solo
Its even levels you can go
Take sun put 'em in the land of snow

Touched what I never touched
what I never seen before
Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky