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 and lucaccini
Chuck Taylor down in a beanie, the kill
the state and face 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 doin' there khan?
Rap til I for-real illa with alligator blood veins
Me and a pisces hit the main
on steak in the late 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 fuck it wait your turn
You'll get cut in everytime
Man I by the sword and die by the gun
And not give a fuck and why? 'cause I'm
Raps backtrack and crack the sky ask me why
if you deserve to die
Shit a Rip Van Winkel
the plea ya kill the tea ya kill to ease the pain
That the game on tiger's brain, sigh
Now a cold mother fucker, iced out.

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

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

(Equipto)
You wanna get in my mix man? I really that
'cause I'm to swallow like a mouth full of crack
And I'm hard to like a cheetah on crank
And I'm hard to like the lock on a safe
In a federal so don't dare try to hack this
Maxed stay the bass, 'cause I'ma be
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 under the 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 achieve my goals and my dreams my reality
And I got, I got killaz on a salary
an hourly wage off this game that we play
For bread and ground beef
A to a meal to me that sounds sweet
So we bring the heat until the meat cooked
Or til the deed gets took or to whichever comes

(Chorus)

(Nickatina)
Man the way I blaze the blueberry it's 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, trinity and
See ya, and run ya like a red light and when it 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 spread? I might say go Jets,
The freight train at hells gates
you know standing fuckin like a gun range
And I do it for the lords the lords all the
The kings that brang the dream and all the
Hit Vegas like a conioni with the mac in my
And not a macaroni,
Party til I die nigga, some why nigga
But that's the mindstate you gettin' high nigga
Set me up to cut I'm like a mustang
Ready to tough thangs

(Chorus)