Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water - Raekwon

Intro: Killer

Tommy rockin ice niggaz
Tommy Hil' ice rockin who fuck...
Mira,
Take a one on one to this shit (yeah)
Get your clear (yeah)
on, sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone, Al Pacino (yeah)
down with drug smuggling
Cappadonna, Golden

Verse Ghostface Killer

Yo, yo
Check out the rap kingpin, the black
I know a few sniff coke, it cause seizures
Peace to Caesars
And all the in the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the
Jewelery out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying dem chains
Look, on me
But what the Wonder Woman bracelet
Two-oh point diamond 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 bandanas
Son, on so we can just Maximillion
I got the spot sewn, so we can make a on it
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 range roof

Verse Cappadonna

Yo, the first branch, the leaf, whoever want it got beef
I politic, show love, crush who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I divine
Fine line between dawn of dumb, deaf and
He ain't mine, he shook like the faggots on
Crossed over while we was bubblin moonshine
Sippin on the Moet, laid up,
the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino
Develop your head be swellin up all for the nation
Blinded by the ice while I the confrontation
holy fat bags of weed, ravioli
Pasta, Bodyguard the killa bee songs like Kevin
Infrared ball your bumba rasta
Cappadonna pimped the derby like the

Ghostface

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

Three: Raekwon the Chef

Yo back in the days, crack, scrapin plates
Flippin to them heavy head niggaz hatin Jakes
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls over
City niggaz who for blood rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, have no money in your pocket
In the streets while people mark money in their Jeep
Crack bums watch your for jumps
before a fake twenty dollar bill
Get em son, we the one
Politickin, vickin, sick of these Dominicans
Eatin good, had to shoot my way up out of
life, to top it all off, beef for white
Pullin bleach out to throw it in my eyesight
Yo the fuck was on yo mind?