Luyện nghe bài hát I.C. Y'all

Yeah, flip mode, y'all, talkin' 'bout?
De La' y'all, talkin' 'bout?
Whatchu talkin'

Yo, you gettin' stomped by the band
Keep 'em shook like cans
It's so hot, it'll your face tan
Ace ban rap, the place the

Bit in my mouth but you taste bland
I feel fake, niggaz and mince these snake
That hiss but won't bite, alarm
And if it don't, Rockwild, we fin' to a bomb

Strong grip on a mic we Stretch Arm
I been shine, you been and been torn
Get smacked for the B.S. you on

Storm bad weather or not you scorned
For ten years I've baked shit hot potato
still drippin' like stu-b's, you groupies
Need to I.D. before the bust down

down the God put 7 to your Zippo
And it on you heavy like a hippo
Now you heard

To all my dogs all the way in the back, to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
get down, shake yo' ass around, I hope you know that
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see

To all my soldiers on the corner, I.C. y'all, see
Women what they wanna, I.C. y'all
To them gettin' pulled over
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
Wouldn't wanna be y'all, be

It's the one and only effect that you catch a cassette
wig out the world and girls, we straight dig out ya back
With letters out my name
All over your 'cause the spark is me

Currently, we can be across your screen
Stayin' wide eyed 'cause you niggaz tryin' to
Welcome to the spot, I'm with it
Chop it up and fit it inside your of rice

You ghetto, falsetto on the mic device
Tryin' to give me degree, you just a third of me
be the shit if you were a turd of me
A man tight with my funds, crush Ricky D

Who Vance Wright? No one can serve us
My advance heights quite superb
Just off your shoes, jump on the jock
It's been a long comin' this, you need to cop

To all my all the way in the back, ready to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
Ladies get down, shake yo' ass around, I you know that
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see

To all my on the corner, I.C. y'all, see y'all
doin' what they wanna, I.C. y'all
To them people pulled over
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
Wouldn't be y'all, be y'all

It goes one, two, three,
Bounce so much, I up off the floor
So, raw shit the most raw you saw
Quarter after four, niggaz quick to bust the door

Baby, open blouse while I joust another nigga's spouse
Jamaican dick style, all in they house
I practice to be the all access, you see the is
My mouth dirty so follow while I the slackness

Yo, you see my slang talk straight from the
When I was young, mom's put soap on my tongue and
Forever we this cheddar with the quickness
While I cast the spell on these bitches, you can be my

fuse, nowadays Langston Hughes
We money with whoever even the Jews
The way we finagle and gain it be all in my shoes
Fuck a nigga up with De La like amuse

To all my dogs all the way in the back, to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
get down, shake yo' ass around, I hope you know that
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see

To all my on the corner, I.C. y'all, see y'all
Women doin' they wanna, I.C. y'all
To them people gettin' over
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
Wouldn't wanna be y'all, be