Luyện nghe bài hát Black Ice (Goodie Mob Version)

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

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

like a Sunday paper
Capers long time, to cheap flicks, good picks
Paid hard, the hard turn sideways
Pick the for real sales to those who lose cash
Players keep your for now
Feelin and warm, windows rolled tight
Thirty-five degrees, nippy tonight, don't the chapstick
dry quick, when the jack out
Make you wanna act out, the slack out
Some people black out, hibernatin 'til we came out

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

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

Sky

Now who stepped in?
The nigga the B-I-G the secret Boi
Slicker than Black Ice, these 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
Like icebergs, Chryslers and
Some niggas ain't on jobs so them suckers here to lose it
Abuse they privileges and now the village is, been shot to pieces
Cause niggas are bitin that same stupid shit I mean feces
Boy beep me, if you ain't got no work
I'm strictly bout these verses the ones you hear at church boy
Search boy, talkin' about your dough long Lurch, boy
Every time I heard you rhymin a fucking jerk boy simp, yeah!

Friends, Romans, countrymen me yo' eardrums
It was a beautiful day off in the
Yellows and greens and blues and
And and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated woods
Ain't a thing explain what pertains
To cocaine a stain that rain
See summer roll around niggas holla change
they steady move them ki's like Bob James
Cause old man winter's arrived, the dives
November died, December's alive
Thus it ain't no ride
Just individual's way to home
The bacon bacon was all gone
Makin it our own, me all wrong
We've all indulged in the bulge of no-no's
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 touched befo', seen what I never befo'
Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky