Luyện nghe bài hát Iced Out

(Nickatina)
Man it's the diamondback that's legal to kick it evil
Bullets behind wit your peoples
I serenade the whole serengeti fefetti and
Taylor down in a beanie, the kill genie
State the state and the face crop the bass
The rap the the rhyme the weight the god the sign
The rom of don of spawn of khan, now whatchu there khan?
Rap til I steal-her for-real illa alligator blood veins
Me and a pisces hit the drug
Eatin' on steak in the night, tiger get your brain right
Dickey get the game tight, 'den 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 yearn it you'll wait your turn
get cut in line everytime
Man I live by the and die by the gun
And not give a and why? 'cause I'm young
Raps backtrack and crack 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 ease the
That the game on tiger's brain, sigh
Now that's a cold fucker, iced out.

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

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

(Equipto)
You wanna get in my mix man? I doubt that
'cause I'm hard to swallow like a mouth full of
And I'm hard to follow like a on crank
And I'm hard to like the lock on a safe
In a federal bank so don't dare try to hack
Maxed the bass, 'cause I'ma be frank
If you crack the code then I'ma crack face
And if I catch ya case they won't set the for the trial
'cause I'ma put you under the and in 10 years
You'll be food for a cow how you like me now just like
I got Andre Nicky up in 214
And like a bean I had to ask for green
To achieve my goals and make my my reality
And what I got, I got killaz on a
Makin' an wage off this game that we play
For wonder bread and beef
A to a meal to me that sounds 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 like I'm in the military
Gotta a chopper tiger fire everytime
I spits like a cobra rare 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 so don doda, magic like harry potter
Take it over like did the cartah, projects
High tech low tech what's the I might say go Jets, Nickatina
The freight train at gates pain
you know standing fuckin like a gun range
And I do it for the lords the lords all the
The kings that brang the and all the gleam
Hit Vegas like a conioni with the mac in my
And not a macaroni,
Party til I die nigga, some wonder why
But that's the mindstate when you gettin' high
Set me up to cut things I'm a mustang
Ready to rush-bust thangs

(Chorus)