Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water - Raekwon

Intro: Ghostface

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

One: Ghostface Killer

Yo, yo
Check out the rap kingpin, the black
I know a few niggaz sniff coke, it seizures
to half-moon Caesars
And all the bitches in the
Hot weather, sex on the
shopping out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people dem lock chains
Look, on me
But what about the Wonder Woman
Two-oh point three cut engraved rubies
Kid I it
My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin, for robbin
But hit Maria's, for a butter almond
The bionic microphone is stacked
Move like a bunch of Mexicans with
Son, on so we can just Maximillion
I got the spot sewn, so we can a billy on it
God's
Ladies me black fruit punch
Rainbow, flavored niggas murder niggas for
Peace to the crew in the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love
Who carries switch on the range roof

Verse Two:

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

Interlude:

Yeah,
Eight spaghetti lame brain ass
Quarters, nickels, and bitch
for overtime nigga
Any ass money be fine
Cause I'm coming strong, reaking niggas
shit real
If you haven't noticed this ass rusty, ass nigga
Let me tell you this times
Tony Starks, Raekwon the
and Golden Arms
Is comin through mad
the isles of Shaolin
For all faggot ass
ticket-head bitches too
Shump baby

Verse Three: Raekwon the

Yo back in the days, baggin crack, scrapin
Flippin to them heavy head niggaz hatin Jakes
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls gettin
niggaz who for blood money rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, don't no money in your pocket
In the streets while these people mark money in Jeep
Crack bums watch your for jumps
Caught before a twenty dollar bill
Get em son, we the one
Politickin, purse vickin, sick of these
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 the fuck was on yo mind?