Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Ice

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

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

My Rolex crushed out, my stay spinnin',
Hot Boy wit so money, I don't know how to spend it
Don't you wish you could be in my just for a minute
Carry nothin' but faces, never and pennies
I started at nothin', look at me now, I'm 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 I have, so how you love that
don't wanna see me ballin', wanna see me fallin'
Got it locked off wit my against the wallin'
I floss but get too
My Roley cost, try to take it and murder you
Ya say I too much
I help it, I be with baby
The number one who drive these girls crazy,
The one the 32 platts in his mouth,
Two Roleys on his wrist, game from the south,
Tell me, what nigga rock ice that'll hit ya momma (momma)

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

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Now you boys now them 4 99's I got
All them bitches plushed out on 20 inch
I'm lookin' for some of a head, is you for hire?,
You lookin' at this Roley I got, you adire,
The way a nigga lay a
'bout 20 inch rims, up in the restaurant
But it over, I'm about to go to Disneyland
Yo, you fuckin' deaf now, ya
What if my momma's ride by, lookin good
I gave 'em both a hundred G's to get out the hood
My momma gettin' chauffeured a movie star
She don't a damn thing about drivin' a car
I'm up
Now peep this million smile in my mouth
And all this luxury shit I got in my
I done sold a million records and I'm still
Don't ask about my watch and my chain, still gone

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