Luyện nghe bài hát Frozen

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

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

And do you know the penalty for
penalty?
The penalty is death and is no alternative

me bad
Face emerge, in the bath
Switchblade, quick raid, drugs on the
Ugly villains, hunchback, gun for the
Suitcase, FBI plant a bug on the
Shoot-outs, hang glides on the train
Mafia's assassins, cocaine's
Fat man with the ring laughin'
Movin' the static through
The hoss, boss called The
His head's bald, are mauled
His are claws, cigar's lit, targets are hit
His broad is fit with the largest
Through the fog, sit
Helicopters over
divers dig for lobster
The zoo are tigers, pits, and
The bets,
Threats,
Fools wear wires, was hired

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

Like a Shaolin astoundin', pound grounds like
Bouncin', be the largest nigga, and ounces
like cursive, my verses birth inertia
Converge and surge, hurt and ya
Philosophical, prodigal, son quantical
to bust a clip and swift 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, strikes than sanitize
You fantasize, real, show it more if I pantomime
Bronx symphony, lyrically, chomp bitch MCs
Earn mine, wouldn't even give you my sympathies
me? Said you feelin' me, you niggas feelin' heat
Brave hearted, you leave departed like Hawk's
Marvel, marvelous, my art is
If you the nicest, you a target, bitch

We the first that did that.
I don't give a fuck what say
bring it back a little bit

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

Are you kidding? I don't it's brutal.
You deserve to be
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 have to be killed
Wh-what