Luyện nghe bài hát Soul On Ice

It was a night on the streets of Cali
Threw on my silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's
Threw on enough gold for any girl's
Left a pound and a half of that shit still in the
I slapped a clip in my nine, a clip in my sock
Picked grand up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
Now my beeper started beeping, I threw that shit in the
I didn't need it no more, I had money than Brinks
See, I was the game and tonight was my fling
You see on the streets they're players but one king
Now that's the I held but the game is real fast
You get in and get out if you expecting to last
Now my homeboy was downstairs chillin' in his brand new Benz
I had many adversaries but very few friends
We to the set, E parked the car on the grass
High-signin' was his and he did it with class
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 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 to be hard on the women and a brother he'd stomp
Smack a bitch in a minute, some say 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
when your boys took that fall?
And I posted the bail 'cause yo ass was up"
gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the fuck up
Just then I saw Donald-D hit the front
More gold than a Aztec, black leather he
Hoes for they niggas when D hit the set
'Cause what Donald D wanted, is what D get
Donald's eyes hit mine, then a smile across his
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 quickly outside
To see D's ultimate super fly ride
It was black, it was low, twice that of my Porsche
A Ferrari, convertible of course
It purred a jet
"Yo man, I it with cash"
It had D' written in gold on the dash
Then out of no where came a shot the street
I felt in my chest and my knees got weak
There was on my hands and I fell to to the ground
And all I could was "Yo Ice is down!"
Somebody had me
The that I quit
The night I ended all this hustlin', playin' shit
It's ironic it
The night I retire, would be the night that my whole life expire