Luyện nghe bài hát Iced Out

(Nickatina)
Man it's the eagle that's legal to kick it evil
from behind wit your peoples
I serenade the whole serengeti fefetti and
Chuck Taylor down in a beanie, the genie
State the state and the face crop the bass
The rap the race the rhyme the weight the god the
The rom of don of spawn of khan, now whatchu there khan?
Rap til I steal-her for-real illa with alligator veins
Me and a pisces hit the drug
Eatin' on steak in the late night, tiger get brain right
get the game tight, 'den fuck em all
Hear me once and you'll never
I'm a caridagate, or better yet I got this ready to spit
Hot raps that burn and fuck it you'll wait your turn
You'll get cut in everytime
Man I by the sword and die by the gun
And not a fuck and why? 'cause I'm young
Raps that backtrack and the sky ask me why
Check if you to die
Shit a Rip Van ebeneezer
Kill the plea ya kill the tea ya kill to the pain
That scarred the on tiger's brain, sigh
Now that's a mother fucker, iced out.

(Chorus)
that in your ring homie? Iced out.
What's that in your chain Iced out.
Do you the game homie? Ya iced out.
Do the heart men deserve to die?

What's that in your ring Iced out.
that in your chain homie? Iced out.
Do you disrespect the game homie? Ya out.
Do the coldest men deserve to die?

(Equipto)
You wanna get in my mix I really doubt that
'cause I'm to swallow like a mouth full of crack
And I'm hard to follow a cheetah on crank
And I'm hard to break the lock on a safe
In a federal bank so don't dare try to this
Maxed stay the bass, I'ma be frank
If you crack the code I'ma crack your face
And if I catch ya case won't set the date for the trial
'cause I'ma put you the ground and in 10 years
be food for a cow how you like me now just like kumody
'cause I got Nicky up in 214
And like a newport I had to ask for green
To achieve my and make my dreams my reality
And what I got, I got on a salary
Makin' an hourly wage off this game that we
For wonder bread and beef
A ticket to a meal to me that sounds
So we bring the heat until the meat gets
Or til the deed took or to whichever comes first

(Chorus)

(Nickatina)
Man the way I blaze the blueberry it's like I'm in the
Gotta a chopper tiger fire everytime
I spits like a cobra anaconda boa constrictoris keep my pictures
Man the lexus 4 door, trips to morocco, damns in in soho, and coco
See ya, and run ya a red light and when it turns green
I hit the weed, the speed
Man it's so don doda, magic like potter
Take it over like did the cartah, projects
High tech low tech what's the spread? I say go Jets, Nickatina
The train at hells gates pain
you know standing there like a gun range
And I do it for the the lords all the kings
The kings that brang the dream and all the
Hit Vegas like a conioni the mac in my blood
And not a macaroni,
til I die nigga, some wonder why nigga
But that's the mindstate when you gettin' nigga
Set me up to cut things I'm like a
Ready to rush-bust tough

(Chorus)