Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cold

She in love with a dope boy
diamonds on the neck of that dope boy
Big body for that dope boy
Love every tattoo on that boy
She sheds tears for that boy
Shit, it is what it is for that boy
minor biz for that dope boy
But you by the greyhound
She can reward is major, so on and so
She can show you how to stay
I can tell you 'bout to down
VS1's all in my bitch, face now?
Straight G's for your low
8 P's for the whole
As I run from my obituary
Walking in the shit, get you buried
Miami's mine like I'm Pat
Baselines shoot at niggas, act
Get the picture, getting richer now
Living to bitches, out on Fisher Isle
from Oprah, Don King, and Sosa
Come to the coca, callate la
They let shit slide my nigga won't
Remember God and them triggers don't

Aw baby just how it goes
Can't it but I know you know
Cause I keep it on the outside of you,
And I keep it on the outside of you,
And I'm reaping what I sow
My heart's beating but it still stay
And y'all on the inside for me, girl
And y'all on the inside
wide open
(It's in here)
Arms open
(It's in here)
Arms wide
(It's in here)
Arms wide
(It's in here)

She fell in love with the
Paper tag now her all iced out
Lear to the fights now
Bellagio table with the dice out
seats at the Heat game
Her bag 20 grand, nigga, peep
South beach making on the rooftop
Fucking to the rhythm, got her singing she Jill Scott
I'm a nigga with a attitude
revenue through different avenues
One of my soldiers in Attica
Anything than a ride is out of character
Top down and it feels
I tell you what a dope boy feels like
I tell you that he never sleeps
He may smile but it's never
Swisha burning at his
Tears on the but they never drip
God forgives and the courts
Sneak in an appeal when the courts