Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cream

The revolution shall be
year it's all about us so fuck the other side
Gotta get killed on camera for us to alive
Well shit we dead already from all homicide
In my cell from a rope
you get less time for rape than for sellin' dope
When you get the same time for dope you do a murder
'til guilty, guilty the verdict
Before you even started Harley, no we ain't notice
Cause we was goin' to war ourselves over that coca
And they was tryna hurt us, lock us so far in the
Couldn't get no service and our families service us
Fightin' a silent war a silencer
Like racin' a Lamborghini with a
And the feds gon' us
Label us as terrorists and then drop bombs on us
And we turn to media, lie to us
Nobody really speakin' on them that bodied us
Labeled us as hooligans, we trappin' and we it
Kids barely eatin' at that table that tuna fish
Back to lunchtime, I'ma order the noodle
time I was on the corner, me and Lucifer
Who you s'posed to when the cops the ones shootin' you?

Talked to the and I told 'em keep their head up
And when you touch down, stay focused and get bread up
Cause when you're gettin' to it the be gettin' fed up
buildin' brand new jails for us, don't make your bed up
Use head, dog, and beware
Certain niggas just good for you dont bring them near ya
I'm young, black, and I get money, my serious
America's worst nightmare, I'm what they're of
Fresh back home, had to sit me down
I come back home, talkin' Nicki now?
I spit like a drummer that 50 rounds
And for my walkthroughs it 60 pounds
Of Sour D, Hollywood, I be
But hood shit bring the hood out of me
I be on the 'gram like I hit the
Buyin' car, every house I see, tryna be
A gangsta, I was tryna be a
You're score a point, I was tryna get a ring
Couple niggas got happy, I was in the bink
'Til they let me out my cell, I jumped up in that sink
Balenciaga red interior, they're
I made a milli in jail, I'm dead serious
Monkey ass hoes like George and head
Flow so wavy man I should've been an
I'm talkin' to Hov on the call
Get so many that they thinkin' it's mail fraud
When I fell on the money they said that I off
We got like, 6 mansions, 12
3 condos, any apartments? naw
Just all penthouses, nigga been 'bout it
Gets in, gets out it, it's a robbery
I up from the bottom and ain't no stoppin' me