Luyện nghe bài hát Frozen

Music is life I ain't in to or ice
I ain't into chain snatchin', ain't into a wife
Fan don't never ask him the price
If you new you afford it, you better askin' advice
to the point if I ever had me a knife
Y'all gas hope I don't ever have me a light
Meth, not the type for doin' the
But the type when you feel it you know I'm it right
You know I spit it but hate to to admit it
They the lyrics, guess everybody's a critic, look
I push the limit while rappers is pushing
I use it to my pen and then add it to the premise hook
Yah, still talk it and I still live it
Underground without a and still diggin'
It's always about the struggle, y'all just didn't get it
My hood trouble, if y'al don't live here then don't

Most of us poppin' pain, sellin' drugs in the
I sweat money, neck chills in the frost
money, maintain and build me a train
Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big
Most of us pain, sellin' drugs in the rain
I don't money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, and build me a train
Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Goose, and a big Ruger

And do you the penalty for that?
What
The penalty is death and there is no

me bad
Face emerge, blood in the
Switchblade, raid, drugs on the glass
villains, hunchback, gun for the killin'
Suitcase, FBI plant a bug on the
Shoot-outs, glides on the train ride
Mafia's assassins, cocaine's
Fat man with the ring laughin'
the static through traffic
The hoss, boss called The
His head's bald, enemies are
His hands are claws, cigar's lit, are hit
His is fit with the largest tits
Through the fog, sit
over Nicaragua
Scuba divers dig for
The zoo are tigers, pits, and
The bets,
Threats,
Fools wear wires, was hired

Most of us pain, sellin' drugs in the rain
I don't sweat money, neck in the frost
Make money, and build me a train
Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big
Most of us poppin' pain, drugs in the rain
I don't sweat money, neck chills in the
money, maintain and build me a train
Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big

Like a Shaolin astoundin', grounds like mountains
Bouncin', be the nigga, pounds and ounces
Well-rounded like cursive, my birth inertia
and surge, hurt and burn ya
Philosophical, spit prodigal, son
Known to bust a clip and kick right at your opticals
In a hot red tube I split particles, follicles
hit with nautical drifts, spark up the spliff
Chris Samurai, mesmerized, cleaner than sanitize
You fantasize, real, couldn't show it if I pantomime
Bronx symphony, stomp lyrically, chomp MCs
Earn mine, wouldn't even give you my sympathies
Feelin' me? Said you feelin' me, you feelin' heat
Brave hearted, you leave like Hawk's enemies
Marvel, marvelous, my art is
If you ain't the nicest, you a target,

We the first that did that.
I give a fuck what nobody say
Alright bring it back a bit

Most of us pain, sellin' drugs in the rain
I don't sweat money, neck in the frost
Make money, and build me a train
Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big
Most of us poppin' pain, drugs in the rain
I don't money, neck chills in the frost
money, maintain and build me a train
Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Goose, and a big Ruger

Are you kidding? I don't it's brutal.
You to be punished
Well, I'd to see you try that
You think this is to work out? It isn't going to be quite so easy.
He who will be killed.
Those who kill will to be killed
now?