Luyện nghe bài hát Black Ice (Goodie Mob Version)

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

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

Circulate like a paper
Capers caught time, to cheap flicks, good picks
Paid hard, watch the hard turn
the tale for real sales to those who lose cash
Players keep your for now
good and warm, windows rolled tight
Thirty-five degrees, nippy tonight, don't the chapstick
Lips dry quick, the jack out
you wanna act out, take the slack out
Some black out, hibernatin 'til we came back out

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

I been in it for the few days
Tighter than I'm knowin my plays
Now can I Can I adapt? Not really sure yet
Who that lookin over the shoulders of writin dreams
Fiendin for the taste of
Missed class in the hall
for a squeeze play, better yet a holiday
Stayed away from the board game
Broke it down to a neighborhood
Cash befo'

Sky

Now who stepped in?
The nigga the B-I-G the weapon Boi
Slicker Black Ice, throwin these flows like rice at weddings
So quit flexing, we speakin
Somethin that's refreshin to the
Pay for the and still be in pimp mode
icebergs, Chryslers and Buicks
Some niggas ain't on they so them suckers here to lose it
Abuse privileges and now the whole village is, been shot to pieces
Cause niggas are bitin that same stupid I mean that feces
Boy beep 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 you rhymin like a fucking jerk boy simp, yeah!

Friends, Romans, countrymen me yo' eardrums
It was a day off in the neighborhood
Yellows and greens and and browns
And and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated woods
Ain't a thing explain what pertains
To cocaine it's a that rain
See summer roll around niggas holla bout
Then steady move them ki's like Bob James
Cause old man arrived, the temperature dives
November died, December's alive
Thus it no typical ride
Just way to bring home
The bacon bacon was all gone
it our own, takin me all wrong
We've all indulged in the bulge of those
No you ain't solo, it's lower levels you can go
Take sun people, put 'em in a land of

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