Luyện nghe bài hát Soul On Ice

It was a Saturday night on the of Cali
Threw on my silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's
on enough gold for any girl's pleasure
Left a pound and a of that shit still in the dresser
I slapped a clip in my nine, a clip in my sock
three grand up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
Now my beeper started beeping, I threw that in the sink
I didn't need it no more, I had money than Brinks
See, I was quitting the and tonight was my fling
You see on the streets they're players but only one
Now that's the title I held but the is real fast
You gotta get in and get out if you expecting to
Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs in his brand new Benz
I had many adversaries but very few friends
We broke to the set, E the car on the grass
High-signin' was his trademark and he did it with
Hit the door like two titans, the whole jam to stare
And as we walked through the crowd they bills in the air
I spied my man Jazz maxin' out with two cold freaks
"Yo, what's up Ice, you now, man, you too good to speak?"
Now Jazz was a player the east coast, the Bronx
He was known to be hard on the women and a brother he'd
Smack a bitch in a minute, some say for fun
And he was known for his pearl-handled gun
"Yo Ice, you my and I love you and all
But up with that six g's you owe me, man
'Member when your took that fall?
And I the bail 'cause yo ass was locked up"
gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the fuck up
Just then I saw Donald-D hit the front
More gold a Aztec, black leather he wore
Hoes grabbed for they when D hit the set
'Cause what D wanted, is what Donald D get
Donald's eyes hit mine, then a across his face
Then a light hit his ring and blinded the whole place
"Yo Ice you the coolest and you mean
But I got the flyest shit off gasoline"
Everyone in the party moved outside
To see Donald D's ultimate fly ride
It was black, it was low, cost twice of my Porsche
A Testarossa Ferrari, convertible of
It like a jet
"Yo man, I bought it cash"
It had 'Donald D' written in on the dash
Then out of no where came a shot across the
I pain in my chest and my knees got weak
There was blood on my hands and I fell to to the
And all I could was "Yo Ice is down!"
Somebody had me
The night I quit
The night that I ended all this hustlin', shit
It's ain't it
The night I retire, would be the same night that my life expire