Luyện nghe bài hát Ice M.F. T

Yeah, 1993, I'm motherfucker, this is Ice T
Got my nigga Ice Cube in the motherfuckin'
Yeah, up here in the ammo dump I got my
Nigga Aladdin, SLJ's in the place
Behind the mixin' boards, we about to do dis shit this here

goin' down tonight in L.A. buckshot and Uzis spray
Microphone blowa, the bitch
The ho Ice motherfuckin' T

Nigga step to me but grab ya quick
'Cause the Syndicate's throwin' that dick
Punk motherfuckers run up get done up
We'll your ass gunned up before sun up

So the color I'm raggin'?
Been a for years still saggin'
pocket's stuffed with the ?
.380 in my so it sags a little bit

More than the rest of my gear, when I'm on tour I clips
Bust and break jaws, 'cause I love to loc up
So punk motherfucker don't up
you're talkin' to me

Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T, Ice, Ice T
Ice, Ice T, Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T

Bush, Quayle and Clinton got a with me
The motheruckin' T, I give less a fuck about
Any of them or their police friends
like to take me out make me a goner

They even tryin' to sweat Time Warner,
For the truth to the youth
That a lot of are hot
And want shot? You can't stop the shock?

The fires are out but the coals are hot
I got to bring pain, you tryin' to fuck
the Ice, are you insane?
This shit is bigger me, be warned

It's the before the storm
And every fuckin' I write
Is gonna be analyzed by somebody

Ice, Ice T, Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T
Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T, Ice, Ice T

Run motherfucker, motherfucker
Rip motherfucker, die
You don't give love and you won't get
You push and you won't get shoved

No joke, I ain't to laugh
I ain't here to cry, but night of the week
One of my homies die, eeny mynie moe
Blood's pourin' out the naps of afro

It be you, could be you
be you, could be your whole damn crew
It happens real quick, screechin'
Next thing you're hit, your body's

Your body's hot, you your chest
You gasp for breath, shot
And now your homies is
Lookin' for a gat to put they in

crime, that's the thing I bring
Ice T, I rap sing, they it controversy
I call it with no mercy
The beats are Ammo Dump tracks
The kind that make crack

Not for squares or the weak punks
That made the bump
Press, get the fuck out my fuckin'
I got no more time to waste

A ho is a ho, a bitch is a bitch, a is a nigga
And that's it, I'm explainin' the shit
You makin' me backtrack the next duck
might get hit with a blackjack
Plus every one of my true fans totally
A like me

Ice, Ice T, Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T
Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T, Ice, Ice T

Ice, Ice T, Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T
Ice, Ice motherfuckin' T, Ice, Ice T