Luyện nghe bài hát I.C. Y'all

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

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

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

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

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

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

To all my dogs all the way in the back, to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
Ladies get down, 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' what wanna, I.C. y'all
To them people gettin' pulled
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
Wouldn't wanna be y'all, be

It's the one and effect that you catch from a cassette
Straight wig out the world and girls, we straight dig out ya
letters spellin' out my name
All over your marquee 'cause the is me

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

You ghetto, falsetto on the mic device
Tryin' to give me third degree, you a third of me
Couldn't be the shit if you a turd of me
A man tight my funds, crush like Ricky D

Who quoted Wright? No one can serve us
My squad heights quite superb
Just off your shoes, jump on the jock
been a long time 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 soldiers on the corner, I.C. y'all, see
Women doin' what they wanna, I.C.
To them people gettin' 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 raw you ever saw
Quarter after four, quick to bust the back door

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

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

Short fuse, Langston Hughes
We gettin' money with even the Jews
The way we and gain it must be all in my shoes
Fuck a nigga up with De La like [Incomprehensible]

To all my all the way in the back, ready to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
Ladies get down, 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' what they wanna, I.C.
To them people gettin' pulled
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
wanna be y'all, be y'all