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 rap niggaz 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 One: Killer (Tony Starks)

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine drippin
See you on with a bunch of chickens how you're clickin
I catch shootin strong notes as we got
She rocked rope, honey smellin like Impulse
Your whole baby's wicked like Nimrod
me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby like
It turns me on like Vassey and
They call me Starky Love-hun, the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, true
eyeball, small piece, six shoe
Caramel complexion, breath smellin cinnamon
me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again
God damn, bangin like a Benz-y
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like McKenzie
I'm high powered put Adina Howard to
Yo pardon, that bitch 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 do? Whatchu wanna do?
Let's go and walk these dogs and represent Wu

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel is gettin touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu 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
Moves you're making too fly 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 hats and you wig is all intact
that queen bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be in fly sneaks
Two rings and gold teeth, and ain't afraid to hold heat
So when I step in the dear
You better have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven yeah

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

Verse Three:

chocolate girl wonder, shade brown like Thunder
Politic til your deficit step, gimme your
Your sexy persuasive and thighs
Catch my eyes like highs I want your bodily
dime some time, Ice Cream you got me fallin out
Like a cripple, I love you like I love my 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
Like wealth, so me closely
paranoia for the sting, who want the most of me
Only a hard dozen to be callin me cousin
Thirsty for my catalog, shoppin spree you're lovin
Call me if you to get dug like the pockets
I jizm a giant break brooms out of their sockets

Method Man

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

Yeah, guts

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

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

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