Luyện nghe bài hát Iceman

[Intro: I]
Okay!
What we have
It's what the game talkin'...
SLAUGHTERHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE! IT BACK!} [scratches?]

Okay!
What we have
what the game been talkin'...
SLAUGHTERHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE!
Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Okay!

I:]
is true!
Militant state and the villains concealing the
9 wait. - It's a zoo!
I'm chilling primates, I'm a fool!
You feeling it? I ain't gorilla I'm a real as the crime rate. [scream]
It's so cool! - My right on the right track
It'll slide you go get your ice pack. [shot]
That's what the fights bought, big, punch your out
Go pay your utility get your sight back. (huh?)
All I got is a bunch of everywhere
When I was a kid I used to machete my bear.
Friday the - Nah, nigga was never scared
Sleeping on Elm's Street if tell me Freddy
there. Price laughs] (yeah!)
See I'm a whole animal!
With a mechanical trap jaw - highly flammable [dogs
as this cannibal track yawn
I split cantaloupe, Hannibal Lechter with a hacksaw.
- I rap raw!
Go in the zone till I'm of my body
body get outlined in white powder when bullets
[gunshot] outside of the shotty. (ha!)
Try to hide in your I'll Al-Qauda
Your lobby then I'll smile at your hotty. [Tarzan ([EM:] Whoo!)
Put a ride on my side like Clyde with Bonnie
out the way I pimp mommy!
After my snake her!
She get wet now I'm paper (paper!
) that's slimy and origami. (yeah!)
Yes! - The ever!
I'm hot as West weather when you dressed in sweater
and you best leather.
I pull buttons and levers
I'm backwards as a dyslexd letter, jet - etcetera! [gunshot]
Catch you boy on COB,
Go fuck yourself give your a job!
Like Nikel 9's brother - the Vishis
I own half a beauty salon so you I'm with splitting
the wig business.

Da 5'9":]
I got a big dick, bitch! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
What? - That ain't no punchline, I a got big dick, bitch! (whooo!)
big business,
Slaughterhouse! - You and your gettin' with this. [gunshot]
Y'all at the wearing blindfolds
Get, it? - That means you ain't seeing the big
I find irony in being the rapper decapitating
get Rihanna on a track and won't even rap on it.
Just let her moan to the song I'm masturbating
You the best Homie congratulations! [scream]
I'd be known for felonious ratchet waving.
(pop, pop, pop, pop!) You deep, we
But we married to these streets but - we jump
brooms we just street sweepers!
yeah! Detroit city? I'm felt there!
Leave a elsewhere! - It's the name on the card to my health care.
I'm hard! - You
Piss me off! - I put your thoughts on your broad.
You screamer - later with your tough demeanour
Ya fruit! - I V-8 juice your team up!
me 50 feet! (come on!)
Why you acting? All new 50's teeth!
Got the bullets looping I pull it the repeats - WITHOUT THE DJ!
I got more gunshots in the Glock - than Kid got
[gunshot] in that replay.
Ooo, you thought was a diss to Fif'?
Than
You stupider than looking for gifts on Christmas.
{Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Clip-out! - to stick my dick in, the hole
In the handle, how you gon' walk a mile in my shoes? (whooo!)
I'm walking on water and Moses and sandals,
Giving boxers is the opposite of going commando! shouts]
That's right; I put a of boxers on your ass, boy!
I'm fly! -? is my handle!
I'm from the metropolitan [blast] bottom, if I spot 'em, I got 'em!
She wanted to swallow when I shot it - but not my problem.
She's your wife she just my
She like to holla Ryan whilst I'm behind it she
my momma mind it.
Willing to get more physical than the team
Blunt so big like we just rolled up the swamp
thing! ([EM:] Whoo!)
I'm high like I should be higher,
I like Michael Myers,
wire ride a bike with no tires! ([EM:] Whoo! WHATTA FUCK?!)
No case to fight with no
Say good night! - 9 and Crooked I's on fire...