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 Bally's
Threw on enough gold for any girl's
Left a pound and a half of that still in the dresser
I a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my sock
Picked three up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
Now my beeper beeping, I threw that shit in the sink
I didn't need it no more, I had more money than
See, I was quitting the game and tonight was my
You see on the streets players but only one king
Now that's the title I held but the is real fast
You gotta get in and get out if you to last
Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs chillin' in his brand new
I had many but very few close friends
We broke to the set, E the car on the grass
High-signin' was his and he did it with class
Hit the door like two titans, the whole jam stopped to
And as we walked through the crowd threw bills in the air
I my man Jazz maxin' out with two stone cold freaks
"Yo, up Ice, you rich now, man, you too good to speak?"
Now Jazz was a player the east coast, the Bronx
He was to be hard on the women and a brother he'd stomp
a bitch in a minute, some say just for fun
And he was known for his chrome-plated 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 took that fall?
And I posted the 'cause yo ass was locked up"
Evil gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the up
Just I saw Donald-D hit the front door
More than a Aztec, black leather he wore
Hoes grabbed for they niggas D hit the set
'Cause what Donald D wanted, is Donald D get
Donald's eyes hit mine, then a smile across his
Then a light hit his ring and the whole goddamn place
"Yo Ice you the and Evil you mean
But I got the shit rollin' off gasoline"
Everyone in the party moved outside
To see D's ultimate super fly ride
It was black, it was low, cost that of my Porsche
A Ferrari, convertible of course
It like a jet
"Yo man, I bought it cash"
It had 'Donald D' in gold on the dash
Then out of no where came a shot 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 could was "Yo Ice is down!"
had shot me
The night that I
The night that I ended all this hustlin', shit
ironic ain't it
The I retire, would be the same night that my whole life expire