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

Intro: Man (Johnny Blaze)

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

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

Verse One: Killer (Tony Starks)

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

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

Verse Raekwon the Chef (Lou Diamonds)

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

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

Verse Cappachino

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

Method Man

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

Yeah, guts

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

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

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