Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Ice

[B.G.]
When it comes to stuntin', I pull it all
When it down to G shit, I get it all
When it come to pullin' hot girls, I 'em all
When it come to ice, B.G. rock it all
Sport diamonds I tote a tech
Baby tote a fo' nickel he wrappin' gifts
Try to stay so I don't melt the diamonds 'round my neck
I keep in suspense of what I'mma do next, gotta respect
I out to please a bitch
She could get on her
I'm to get rich
I'm shined out, ten karats on my
first class, me and my whole click, now
Fuck a glass, we sip Dom P straight out the
Never I play, you know I'm 'bout
I gotta say it
You don't cross me, I cross you
But understand a Hot Boy gotta too
Look, I'm out

Tymers]
1 - I ice (lil' daddy)
Everytime I
I ice (lil' momma)
I love the rep
I ice (whole world)
'cause I'm my thang
I ice
Bling bling, bling

My Rolex crushed out, my stay spinnin',
Hot Boy wit so much money, I don't how to spend it
you wish you could be in my shoes just for a minute
Carry nothin' but faces, quarters and pennies
I at nothin', look at me now, I'm iced out
Police think I'm wrong, but nope, I'm right now
It's 'cause I'm Black, huh, you ridin' my back
Paper on everything I have, so how you that
don't wanna see me ballin', wanna see me fallin'
Got it locked off wit my tank the wallin'
I floss but get too
My Roley cost, try to take it and I'll you
Ya say I stun too
I can't help it, I be baby
The number one stunner who these girls crazy,
The one with the 32 in his mouth,
Two Roleys on his wrist, game from the south,
Tell me, what kinda nigga ice that'll hit ya momma (momma)

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It's Money youngest nigga
Right ten figgas
That's I (uh) work with
are (uh) perkin'
Money is my
I purchase
Oh, you do better?
Rollin' with the
Who be, that's Wayne,
Look at his chain,
Sometimes I grey,
White diamonds, shaped,
My jewelry just awful
And I can't thuggin', it's just in my culture
a must, everyday I'mma shine, black
You meet me?
You just might need
'cause I'm the little one the ice, flossing
Please, hater, get your wife off me
I ride by in a Jag the top low
hundreds, but it's cool, 'cause I got more
Me and my niggas, we stunt like no tomorrow
Big Tymers, Hot
CMR, nigga CMR

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Now you boys now 4 99's I got expired
All them plushed out on 20 inch tires
I'm lookin' for hell of a head, is you for hire?,
You lookin' at Roley I got, don't you adire,
The way a nigga lay a
Braggin' 'bout 20 inch rims, up in the
But it ain't over, I'm to go to Disneyland
Yo, you deaf now, ya understand?
What if my baby momma's by, lookin good
I gave 'em a hundred G's to get them out the hood
My momma gettin' chauffeured like a movie
She don't know a damn thing about a car
I'm up
Now peep million dollar smile in my mouth
And all this shit I got in my house
I sold a million records and I'm still goin'
Don't ask about my watch and my chain, it's still

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