Luyện nghe bài hát Iced Out

(Nickatina)
Man it's the diamondback eagle legal to kick it evil
from behind wit your peoples
I serenade the whole serengeti and lucaccini
Chuck Taylor down in a beanie, the genie
State the and face the face crop the bass
The rap the race the rhyme the the god the sign
The rom of don of spawn of khan, now whatchu there khan?
Rap til I steal-her for-real illa with blood veins
Me and a pisces hit the main
Eatin' on steak in the late night, tiger get your right
Dickey get the game tight, fuck em all
Hear me once and you'll forget
I'm like a caridagate, or yet I got this ready to spit
Hot raps that burn and yearn it you'll wait your turn
You'll get cut in everytime
Man I live by the and die by the gun
And not give a fuck and '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 the tea ya kill to ease the pain
scarred the game on tiger's brain, sigh
Now that's a cold fucker, iced out.

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

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

(Equipto)
You wanna get in my mix man? I really doubt
'cause I'm hard to like a mouth full of crack
And I'm hard to follow like a on crank
And I'm hard to break like the on a safe
In a federal bank so don't dare try to hack
Maxed stay the bass, I'ma be frank
If you crack the code then crack your face
And if I catch ya case they won't set the date for the
'cause put you under the ground and in 10 years
You'll be food for a cow how you me now just like kumody
'cause I got Andre up in 214
And like a newport bean I had to ask for
To my goals and make my dreams my reality
And what I got, I got killaz on a
Makin' an wage off this game that we play
For wonder and ground beef
A ticket to a meal to me that sweet
So we bring the heat the meat gets cooked
Or til the deed gets took or to whichever comes

(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, increase the
Man it's so don doda, magic harry potter
it over like nino did the cartah, projects
High tech low tech what's the spread? I might say go Jets,
The freight train at hells gates
you know there fuckin like a gun range
And I do it for the lords the all the kings
The kings that the dream and all the gleam
Hit Vegas like a with the mac in my blood
And not a macaroni,
Party til I die nigga, 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)