Luyện nghe bài hát Iced Out

(Nickatina)
Man the diamondback eagle that's legal to kick it evil
Bullets from behind wit your
I serenade the whole serengeti fefetti and
Chuck Taylor in a beanie, the kill genie
State the state and the face crop the bass
The rap the race the the weight the god the sign
The rom of don of of khan, now whatchu doin' there khan?
Rap til I steal-her for-real with alligator blood veins
Me and a pisces hit the drug
Eatin' on steak in the late night, get your brain right
Dickey get the tight, 'den fuck em all
Hear me and you'll never forget
I'm like a caridagate, or better yet I got this to spit
Hot raps that and yearn fuck it you'll wait your turn
You'll get cut in line
Man I live by the and die by the gun
And not give a fuck and why? I'm young
that backtrack and crack the sky ask me why
Check if you to die
Shit a Rip Van Winkel
the plea ya kill the tea ya kill to ease the pain
That scarred the game on 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 heart men deserve to

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

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

(Chorus)

(Nickatina)
Man the way I blaze the blueberry like I'm in the military
Gotta have a tiger fire everytime
I like a cobra rare 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 like a red and when it turns green
I hit the weed, the speed
Man it's so don doda, like harry potter
Take it over like did the cartah, projects
High tech low tech what's the spread? I say go Jets, Nickatina
The freight at hells gates pain
you know standing there 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 the mac in my blood
And not a macaroni,
Party til I die nigga, some why nigga
But the mindstate when you gettin' high nigga
Set me up to cut things I'm a mustang
Ready to rush-bust thangs

(Chorus)