Luyện nghe bài hát Soul On Ice

It was a night on the streets of Cali
Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede
on enough gold for any girl's pleasure
Left a pound and a half of that still in the dresser
I slapped a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my
Picked three up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
Now my beeper started beeping, I threw that in the sink
I need it no more, I had more money than Brinks
See, I was the game and tonight was my fling
You see on the streets players but only one king
Now that's the title I held but the game is real
You gotta get in and get out if you to last
Now my homeboy Evil was chillin' in his brand new Benz
I had many but very few close friends
We broke to the set, E parked the car on the
High-signin' was his trademark and he did it with
Hit the door like two titans, the jam stopped to stare
And as we walked through the crowd they bills in the air
I spied my man Jazz maxin' out two stone cold freaks
"Yo, what's up Ice, you now, man, you too good to speak?"
Now was a player from the east coast, the Bronx
He was known to be hard on the women and a brother he'd
a bitch in a minute, some say just for fun
And he was for his chrome-plated pearl-handled gun
"Yo Ice, you my brother and I you and all
But what's up that six g's you owe me, man
'Member when your boys took fall?
And I posted the bail 'cause yo ass was up"
Evil gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the up
then I saw Donald-D hit the front door
More gold than a Aztec, black he wore
Hoes grabbed for they niggas D hit the set
what Donald D wanted, is what Donald D get
Donald's eyes hit mine, then a across his face
Then a light hit his ring and the whole goddamn place
"Yo Ice you the coolest and you mean
But I got the shit rollin' off gasoline"
Everyone in the moved quickly outside
To see Donald D's super fly ride
It was black, it was low, cost twice that of my
A Ferrari, convertible of course
It like a jet
"Yo man, I it with cash"
It had 'Donald D' in gold on the dash
out of no where came a shot across the street
I felt pain in my and my knees got weak
There was blood on my hands and I to to the ground
And all I hear was "Yo Ice is down!"
Somebody had me
The night I quit
The night that I ended all this hustlin', playin'
ironic ain't it
The night I retire, would be the same night that my life expire