Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Age

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

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

I for my homeboys
I ride for my
Nigga, all about the money
all about 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' to shreds

Facsimiles, don't know, or foe
Elusive, nigga this exclusive, conclusive
Your vision is range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed,

Perfected, demolished, rejected, fo'
Like I'm to know this nigga
I ain't neva 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, shit
I'm on make a million bucks quick

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We all in the game
But every got his personal chess board
But how many can you afford?
We got to believe you a traitor
In 20 words or less definition of a playa hater

The reason why you me so bad
Is 'cause you me too much
But don't yourself enough
And, homey, that's it, your hands got calluses
From the way you be swingin' on my

That's why your main squeeze 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
you can cum wit' me until 2 PAC