Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water

Yo, yo
Take out the rap kingpin, the black
I a few niggaz sniff coke, it cause seizures
Peace to half-moon
And all the in the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the
Jury out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying not change
Look, me
But about the Wonder Woman bracelet
Two-oh point three cut engraved rubies
Kid I it
My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin, 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 God's
call me black fruit punch
Rainbow, flavored niggas niggas for lunch
Peace to the crew in the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love
Who carries switch on the red roof

Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got
I politic, show love, those who dare creep
Into my realm of I praise divine
line between dawn of dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the on daytime
Crossed over while we was bubblin moonshine
Sippin on the Moet, up, Rae-Gambino
the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino
Develop while your be swellin up all for the nation
Blinded by the ice I release the confrontation
Donna holy fat of weed, ravioli
Pasta, Bodyguard the killa bee songs like Kevin
Infrared all your bumba rasta
Cappadonna pimped the like the mobster

Yeah,
Eight lame brain ass niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and dimes
Except for nigga
Any ass money should be
Cause I'm coming strong, niggas backs
Keepin shit
If you haven't noticed this crazy ass rusty, ass
Let me tell you four times
Tony Starks, the chef
Cappachino and Golden
Is through mad strong
From the of Shaolin
For all faggot ass
ticket-head bitches too
Shump shump

Yo back in the days, baggin crack, scrapin
Flippin cakes to them heavy niggaz hatin Jakes
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in gettin over
City niggaz who for money rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, don't have no money in pocket
In the streets while these people money in their Jeep
Crack bums watch back for jumps
Caught before a fake twenty dollar
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
bleach out tryin to throw it in my eyesight
Yo what the fuck was on yo