Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Age

Ay, how come you won't gimme no tonight?
Aight, well, shake the then, you think you special?
I hear your car keys jinglin', get the out

El Drex, what you wanna do? dog, what you wanna do?
Kurupt, the fuck you wanna do?
Nigga, is you a rider, nigga? Is fucked up?
They let the in this muthafucka, Ice Age

I for my homeboys
I ride for my
Nigga, all about the money
It's all the chips
Let's get rich, what,

With my new Tiny Tim, try
Up against the wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, shots
Then fled, quick in the head
motherfuckers to shreds

Facsimiles, know, friend or foe
Elusive, nigga this exclusive, evidence
Your vision is range
Rearranged, restructured, and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed,

Perfected, demolished, rejected, fo'
Like I'm supposed to know this
I ain't seen him before, my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha you supposed to be?

'Cause, niggaz, I grew up threw up shit
On some I give a fuck shit
Makin' enemies, shit
I'm on make a million bucks quick

Money gone, quick, get a duck sick
Not the one to fuck
My dyke bitch pimpin' on some Nike Flight
Ludicrous mic shit

Stab yo cold heart a ice pick
Tha ice age, ice age
Tha ice age, ice age
Stab yo cold heart a ice pick

Now Ben be either pampered or crushed
To regulate, relegate and delegate
Nigga touch sumtin', no one and die slower
You drain your battery you barely talkin' like Ruxpin

See that's whattup, nigga, I don't a fuck
some shit so nasty it will make Lil' Kim blush
As if a 98 Bentley didn't me
To lay up in dis 60
But my conscience didn't permit me

I'm one black man
One third Chan and one third sand
Shitftin' across the of tha land
Golden State
Let my nuts hang like in nuisance

So why you givin' all your Lucci?
been known for fuckin' hoochies in Suzuki's
And slippin' bougie bitches
Loved yet feared, yet loved

The full time titan, 3 million over night thugs
So get your hand out your
'Cause you can't stop shit, don't rock
Studio claim they got more ki's than a locksmith

What part of the game is this?
the mic, the money, the pussy and the order
The the overpopulated, get fucked and ovary-copulated
So all you on some You owe me an apology shit
Suck apology out my dick

I for my homeboys
I ride for my
Nigga all about the money
all about the chips
Let's get rich, what,

We all pawns in the
But pawn got his personal chess board
But how pieces can you afford?
We got reason to you a traitor
In 20 words or less Webster's definition of a playa

The why you hate me so bad
Is 'cause you love me too
But don't yourself enough
And, homey, it, your hands probably got calluses
From the way you be on my dick

That's why your main wanna fuck me for free
the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
If she playin' wit' her pussy, she can on my D
Then you can cum wit' me 2 PAC