Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water

Yo, yo
Take out the rap kingpin, the black
I know a few niggaz coke, it cause seizures
Peace to half-moon
And all the bitches in the
Hot weather, sex on the
Jury out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying them not
Look, me
But what about the Wonder Woman
Two-oh point three cut engraved rubies
Kid I it
My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin, ready for
But first hit Maria's, for a almond
The bionic microphone is mechanic
Move like a bunch of Mexicans with
Son, on so we can just Maxamillion
I got the spot sewn, so we can a billion
The God's
Ladies me black fruit punch
Rainbow, niggas murder niggas for lunch
to the Paris crew in the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love
Who carries switch on the red roof

Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, want it got beef
I politic, love, crush those who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I praise
Fine line dawn of dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he like the faggots on daytime
Crossed over grain we was bubblin moonshine
on the Moet, laid up, Rae-Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Starks, Cappachino
Develop your head be swellin up all for the nation
by the ice while I release the confrontation
Donna holy fat bads of weed,
Pasta, Bodyguard the bee songs like Kevin Costner
Infrared all inside bumba rasta
Cappadonna the derby like the mobster

Yeah,
Eight spaghetti lame ass niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and bitch
Except for overtime
Any ass should be fine
Cause I'm coming strong, reaking niggas
shit real
If you haven't noticed this crazy ass rusty, ass
Let me tell you four times
Tony Starks, Raekwon the
and Golden Arms
Is comin through mad
From the isles of
For all faggot ass
Rusty bitches too
Shump baby

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