Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Age

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

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

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

With my new Tim, try again
Up the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, shots
fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin' motherfuckers to

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

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

'Cause, niggaz, I grew up wit' up shit
On some I don't give a shit
Makin' enemies, duck
I'm on make a million bucks quick

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

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

Now Ben must be either or crushed
To regulate, relegate and power
Nigga touch sumtin', no one and die slower
You drain your battery you barely talkin' Teddy 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 consequently my conscience didn't me

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

So why you givin' groupies all your
I've been for fuckin' hoochies in Suzuki's
And slippin' bougie bitches
Loved yet feared, yet loved

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

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

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

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

The why you hate me so bad
Is 'cause you me too much
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 squeeze wanna fuck me for
the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
If she playin' her pussy, she can suck on my D
you can cum wit' me until 2 PAC