Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cream - Raekwon With Ghost Face Killer, Cappachino ....

Intro: Man (Johnny Blaze)

Hey mom, can I have some
The ice man is coming!

Watch these rap get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even sundaes is gettin touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu it up
(The ice man is coming!)

Verse Ghostface Killer (Tony Starks)

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine drippin
See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're
I shootin strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat like Impulse
Your whole baby's wicked like Nimrod
me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very Boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on Vassey and Lahrule
call me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple was done by Billie Jean's
Black America, your name is Erica, right true
eyeball, small piece, six shoe
Caramel complexion, breath smellin like
Excuse me hon, the Don no harm, turn around again
God damn, bangin like a Benz-y
If I was jiggy, be spotted like Spuds McKenzie
I'm high put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that been on my mind all week, but uhh
Back to you Maybelline Queen make a team
You can have anything in this except CREAM
So whatchu do? Whatchu wanna do?
Let's go and walk these dogs and represent Wu

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is gettin
And scooped in my ice truck, Wu tears it up
(The ice man is coming!)

Verse Raekwon the Chef (Lou Diamonds)

finest, whattup Boo, peace your highness
Yo I'm loungin, big dick style, y'all niggaz is the
Moves making too fly jewels are shaking
not a rape patient, looking good fly colored Asian
Ghettoes, is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that, I'm downtown
I'm hats and you wig is all intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes curly
be movin in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain't to hold heat
So when I step in the square
You better have to share, Ricans, ven aqui yeah

Watch these rap get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is touched
And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
(The ice man is coming!)

Verse Three:

Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown Thunder
til your deficit step, gimme your number
Your sexy ta-ta's and thighs
Catch my eyes like highs I want your bodily
Double dime time, Ice Cream you got me fallin out
Like a cripple, I love you like I my dick size
Ooh baby I miss you, your tender touches
take pulls off the dutches, orgasm in my
Masterbate in your clutches, I you for self
Like wealth, so play me
paranoia for the sting, who want the most of me
Only a dozen want to be callin me cousin
Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin you're lovin
me if you want to get dug like the pockets
I jizm like a giant break brooms out of sockets

Outro: Man

Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggaz
the after party and bitches want to fuck
Watch these rap niggaz get all up in guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is touched
in the ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Ice cold melt down when my clutch
and they titties sucked, ice cream

Yeah, guts

French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is touched
in the ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Ice cold melt down when my clutch
and they titties sucked, ice cream

One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep nails done
and wigs tight, word up
One love to my butter-pecan for calling me papi
That's for
One love to caramel sundaes, with the on top

And big up to my french
Parlez vous francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon
and all good stuff
good stuff