Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cold

Ladies an' Gentlemen, young man
Is the author of the book are people too'
He is also the President of Guns, Bitches an'
He controls all the seafood trade

He got the shrimps, the lobsters, the
The salmon, the little salmon, the big
The sardines, the an' all that

an' gentlemen, put your hands together
An' give a warm
To Jay Fizzle, my nizzle, fo'

Stunner an' T Kizzie, so icey
Mommy gave me on the back of my bikey
I got the coat for wifey, wifey
Icey, icey, my wifey,

They have named me Dr. Freeze
'Cause I'm the nigga y'all have seen
The day rap met R n' B
You got the Birdman, an' me

Ay, ay, see, I'm so icey, my life so
So, so icey, the are fool
Ice iceman, I ice my boo
I all over, from my head to her shoe

Ice in the mail Jacob, boo
I got a million dollar prala behind ya too
It's a million dollar mob behind me, boo
Now what the fuck I do

me why, why is it so
That I'm so ice
me why, why, is it so
That I'm so ice

I put ice on my mom an' my too
Mister Icey Icey in the burgundy coupe
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was
On them wall tires with them white wall rims

The million dollar ice, ice up boots
I got ice all with the million dollar shoes
Look at iced up 'dro back, up me
Watch number 18 as he the city

Put ice on my Benz, on the 20 rims
An' I ice my lens with the Burberry
I got ice on my wrist, too to melt
Pinky ring, icey, icey in a bird

I'm from the Ice clique, we rich
Whole lotta hits, whole chips
CEO, the Birdman, whole lotta
Put it all together, a whole lotta shit

me why, why is it so
That I'm so ice
me why, why, is it so
That I'm so ice

I got dollar game with a fly as freak
Princess, bigness, ice on my
Round shape, we shape, my shit is a
I got 15 karats, ice my boo

to the corner, you can see me
I'm in the ice six four, smokin' 'dro
Ballin' an' easy, SS that I bought from fresh
With the license plate that read, L.A. is best

Big Wop is iced out an' iced out
Tiny Toe, Big G, my iced out
An' Exey icey hot, is too
We get money, ice an' wear Gucci suits

Let me tell you what we are, is what we are
Ice money makin', see ya, ma
An' we gon' keep ballin' 'til they the bar
An' do the same thing tomarra, oh yeah, oh yeah

me why, why is it so
That I'm so ice
me why, why, is it so
That I'm so ice

Fo' sho', nigga, y'all know who want this ice
For this game, nigga, it no secret
See ya morra for life,
My crew shinnin', nigga
Busy, Birdman, Third World Magnolia,

Say, T Queezie, too hot for me pimpin'
See you stunnin', you enough shit
To make a cripple man
I'm a you like this, dog

See, Jimmy, you holdin' down back there,
And keep head up, say, Elton
You one of the hottest niggas out there, nigga
You ain't at all, nigga, keep ya head up, biatch

My in this shit, ya heard me, biatch, biatch
Please believe it,
Bird call, motherfucker, call, motherfucker