Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water

Yo, yo
Take out the rap kingpin, the Jesus
I know a few niggaz sniff coke, it seizures
to half-moon Caesars
And all the bitches in the
Hot weather, sex on the
Jury shopping out of the
Deluxe luxury, saying them not change
Look, me
But what about the Wonder bracelet
Two-oh point three diamond cut engraved
Kid I it
My tooth gotta nigga throbbin, ready for robbin
But first hit Maria's, for a butter
The bionic microphone is stacked
Move like a bunch of with bandanas
Son, on so we can just Maxamillion
I got the sewn, so we can make a billion
The tropical
Ladies call me black fruit
Rainbow, flavored niggas murder for lunch
Peace to the Paris crew in the avenue, and my Jay Love
Who carries blades on the red roof

Yo, the branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got beef
I politic, show love, crush who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I praise
line between dawn of dumb, deaf and blind
He mine, he shook like the faggots on daytime
Crossed grain while we was bubblin moonshine
Sippin on the Moet, laid up,
Mastermind the plan, Starks, Cappachino
Develop while your head be up all for the nation
Blinded by the ice while I the confrontation
holy fat bads of weed, ravioli
Pasta, Bodyguard the killa bee like Kevin Costner
Infrared all inside your bumba
Cappadonna the derby like the mobster

Yeah,
Eight spaghetti lame ass niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and dimes
for overtime nigga
Any ass should be fine
Cause I'm coming strong, reaking niggas
Keepin real
If you haven't noticed crazy ass rusty, ass nigga
Let me tell you this times
Starks, Raekwon the chef
Cappachino and Arms
Is comin mad strong
the isles of Shaolin
For all them ass
Rusty ticket-head too
Shump baby

Yo in the days, baggin crack, scrapin plates
Flippin cakes to them heavy head hatin Jakes
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls gettin
City who for blood money rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, don't have no money in your
In the streets while these people money in their Jeep
Crack bums watch your back for
Caught before a fake dollar bill
Get em son, we the one
Politickin, purse vickin, of these Dominicans
Eatin good, had to my way up out of Bennigans
That's life, to top it all off, beef for
Pullin bleach out to throw it in my eyesight
Yo what the was on yo mind?