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

One: Ghostface Killer (Tony Starks)

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine drippin
See you on with a bunch of chickens how you're clickin
I catch shootin notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin like
Your whole shell baby's wicked Nimrod
me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude Boo, like seafood
It me on like Vassey and Lahrule
They call me Love-hun, check 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, breath like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, around again
God damn, backyard's bangin like a
If I was jiggy, be spotted like Spuds McKenzie
I'm powered put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch on my mind all week, but uhh
Back to you Maybelline Queen let's a team
You can have in this world except CREAM
So whatchu wanna do? wanna do?
go ahead 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 Two: the Chef (Lou Diamonds)

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace highness
Yo I'm loungin, big style, y'all niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're too fly jewels are shaking
not a rape patient, looking good fly colored Asian
Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the round
After that, I'm downtown
I'm hats and you wig is all intact
that queen bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and teeth, and ain't afraid to hold heat
So when I step in the dear
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 scooped in my ice truck, Wu tears it up
(The ice man is coming!)

Verse Three:

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

Outro: Man

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

Yeah, your

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

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

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