Luyện nghe bài hát Black Ice

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

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

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

Circulate like a paper
Capers caught time with cheap flicks
Good picks pay hard, watch the heart sideways
Couldnt tell, Burrell cells to those who cares
Players give you for now
good and warm, windows rolled tight
35 degrees, nippy
forget the Chapstick, lips dry quick
When the jack out, make you act out
Take the slack out, some people out
I done went into, back out

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

Touched what I touched before
Seen what I seen before
up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

I been in it for the past few days, 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 taste of
class, stayed in the hall, lookin' for a squeeze play
Better yet a holiday, away from the pyramid boy game
Broke it down to a neighborhood slang, cash before

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

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

Them niggas aint on they job, so them suckers here to it
Abuse they privileges and not the whole villages been shot to
'Cause are bitin' that same stupid shit
I that leaches, boy dont beep me
If you aint got no work, strictly 'bout these
Like the you hear at Church, boi
Search, boi, talkin' yo dope is hump like Lurch, boi
Every time I you rhyming like a fuckin' jerk, boi, simp, yea

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your
It was a day off in the neighborhood
and greens and blues and browns and greys
And hues ooze beneath dilapidated wood
Anything could explain but pertains to and sustain in rain
See summer rolls around holla 'bout change
Then they steady them keys like Bob James

'Cause old man winters arrived, the dived
November just died, Decembers
Thus it aint no typical rise, just individuals way to bring
The bacon when bakin' was all
it our own, takin' me all wrong
Weve all in the bulge of those no no nos, you aint solo
Its lower levels you can go
sun people put 'em in the land of snow

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