Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water - Raekwon

Intro: Killer

Tommy rockin ice niggaz
Tommy ice rockin niggaz who fuck...
Mira,
Take a one on one to shit y'all (yeah)
Get your nostrils (yeah)
on, sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone, Al niggaz (yeah)
Who's down with drug
Cappadonna, Golden

One: Ghostface Killer

Yo, yo
Check out the rap kingpin, the Jesus
I know a few niggaz coke, it cause seizures
Peace to half-moon
And all the in the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the
Jewelery shopping out of the
Deluxe luxury, saying dem lock chains
Look, on me
But what about the Wonder Woman
point three diamond cut engraved rubies
Kid I it
My sweet tooth gotta 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 Maximillion
I got the spot sewn, so we can a billy on it
God's
call me black fruit punch
Rainbow, flavored niggas murder niggas for
Peace to the crew in the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love
Who carries blades on the range roof

Two: Cappadonna

Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got
I politic, show love, crush those who creep
my realm of sunshine I praise divine
Fine line between of dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the on daytime
Crossed over grain we was bubblin moonshine
Sippin on the Moet, up, Rae-Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Tony Starks,
Develop your head be swellin up all for the nation
by the ice while I release the confrontation
Dali fat bags of weed, ravioli
Pasta, Bodyguard the killa bee songs Kevin Costner
Infrared ball inside your rasta
Cappadonna the derby like the mobster

Interlude:

Yeah,
Eight lame brain ass niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and dimes
Except for overtime
Any ass money be fine
I'm coming strong, reaking niggas backs
Keepin real
If you noticed this crazy ass rusty, ass nigga
Let me tell you four times
Tony Starks, the chef
and Golden Arms
Is comin mad strong
From the of Shaolin
For all faggot ass
Rusty bitches too
Shump baby

Verse Three: the Chef

Yo back in the days, baggin crack, scrapin
cakes to them heavy head niggaz 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 back for jumps
before a fake twenty dollar bill
Get em son, we the one
Politickin, purse vickin, sick of these
Eatin good, had to my way up out of Bennigans
That's life, to top it all off, for white
Pullin bleach out tryin to it in my eyesight
Yo the fuck was on yo mind?