Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Age

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

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

I for my homeboys
I for my homeboys
Nigga, it's all about the
It's all the chips
get rich, what, what?

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

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

Perfected, demolished, rejected, fo'
Like I'm supposed to this nigga
I neva seen him before, my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha you supposed to be?

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

Money gone, quick, get a sick trick
Not the one to fuck
My dyke bitch pimpin' on some Nike Flight
iron 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 must be either pampered or
To regulate, relegate and delegate
touch sumtin', touch no one and die slower
You drain your battery you barely talkin' like Teddy

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

I'm one third man
One third Jackie Chan and one sand
Shitftin' the surface of tha land
State warrior
Let my nuts like niggas in nuisance

So why you groupies all your Lucci?
I've been known for hoochies in Suzuki's
And bougie bitches roofie
yet feared, severe yet loved

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

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

I for my homeboys
I for my homeboys
it's all about the money
It's all the chips
get rich, what, what?

We all in the game
But every got his personal chess board
But how many pieces can you
We got reason to you a traitor
In 20 words or less Webster's definition of a hater

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

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