Luyện nghe bài hát Black Ice (Goodie Mob Version)

Now you know and I know I done bumped hole in the wall yall
Did you catch that phone call most of that met me
Thought I was tall, Gipp like a dip
fell on the black ice
Did you think twice, homeslice and he went
Satisfied got bent ain't shit
Meetin coast to coast yeah I and boast
Man do-si-dos, too many close to

Touch what I never touched befo', seen what I seen befo'
Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky

Circulate like a paper
Capers caught long time, to flicks, good picks
Paid hard, watch the turn sideways
Pick the tale for real to those who lose cash
Players your life for now
Feelin good and warm, windows tight
Thirty-five degrees, nippy tonight, don't forget the
Lips dry quick, when the out
Make you wanna act out, the slack out
Some black out, hibernatin 'til we came back out

Touch what I never touched befo', seen I never seen befo'
Woke up and the sun sky high, sky high
Touch what I never touched befo', what I never seen befo'
Woke up and the sun sky high, sky high

I in it for the past few days
Tighter than I'm knowin my plays
Now can I rap? Can I Not really sure yet
Who that lookin over the shoulders of writin dreams
for the taste of menthol
Missed class stayed in the
Lookin for a squeeze play, better yet a
Stayed from the pyramid board game
Broke it down to a slang
befo' fame

Sky

Now who done in?
The nigga the B-I-G the weapon Boi
Slicker than Black Ice, throwin flows like rice at weddings
So quit flexing, we about
Somethin that's to the earlobes
Pay for the room and still be in pimp
icebergs, Chryslers and Buicks
Some niggas ain't on they jobs so them suckers here to it
Abuse they and now the whole village is, been shot to pieces
Cause niggas are bitin that stupid shit I mean that feces
Boy don't me, if you ain't got no work
I'm strictly bout these verses like the ones you hear at boy
boy, talkin' about your dough long like Lurch, boy
Every time I heard you like a fucking jerk boy simp, yeah!

Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me yo'
It was a beautiful day off in the
Yellows and and blues and browns
And greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated
Ain't a thing explain what pertains
To it's a stain that rain
See summer roll around niggas bout change
Then they steady move them ki's like Bob
old man winter's arrived, the temperature dives
November just died, December's
Thus it ain't no ride
Just way to bring home
The bacon when bacon was all
Makin it our own, me all wrong
We've all indulged in the bulge of those
No you ain't solo, it's even levels you can go
Take sun people, put 'em in a land of

Touch what I never befo', seen what I never seen befo'
Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky