Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Ice Break

It's down
From the Ammo
I got my SLJ and DJ Aladdin
the fat tracks
Hit em it
Syndicate's in the house
All duck MC's get flat,

And it's me
A rappin from L.A., the cool T
Diss a brother, a brother, I still come back
the fat tracks, fuck the pop crap
I got a to cold diss a fool
Wack rappers sellin out urge me to pull
For no
Pop suckers hookin for like hoes skeezin
Prostitutes can't shoot, yet you clock loot
with the weak styles, but you look cute
Bitch, shit's wack
Let Hammer dance, and you fools ease back
The microphone in some twist in a clenched
Mind locked on ???? of my hit list
And make duck pray
Many talk shit, but step this way
I'm quick to beat down a weak clown
Clock crazy from L.A. to the Boogie Down
I play the map
Got hoes locked like a muthafuckin bear
Ice T
Before hoes gee they two forms of I.D.
fess, not the best, but I'm hard to shake
Huh, watch the Ice

Watch the Ice

Yo, see now who's tryin to diss me
Say I sold out I rocked with the B.C.
Y'all are bitches, you're straight
Quick to talk shit, but behind the back
I do whatever I wanna do, hoe
I a perm, you rock an afro
I wear khakis, while y'all silk
Y'all drink forties, and I milk
Cause that's my biz
I never sell out, cause no sale, kid
to my heart from the fuckin start
Whether done over beats or guitars
I the dope hits
Case you forgot, I invented this shit
You step to me? New jack, walk
back in five LP's, then we can talk
You're new, kid, you got a hit out
In you talk a lotta shit out
You got paid, you made out
You went broke when one jam played out
Now you're for that one more hit

I ain't new to this, I got of gold
I come original, then I break the
Too many MC's hit, then
They're fakes
Hah, watch the Ice

Watch the Ice

Syndicate jumpin off
On some old fly shit
All the muthfuckas out there down us
You what I'm sayin?
We're rollin
All the busters out there got some static to say
We're settin this shit off this year
Like KRS-One
Sucker MC's down
Muthafuckas ain't takin no
I'm on busters, point-blank
Diss me and on
up

Now it's the of dawn
And the mic is on
All hoes are fuckin and the are damn strong
Many MC's that from the mic smoke
Those who to get with me
Lost in rhyme
Or lost breath
Try to to the Ice equals sure death
Cause ??it's then I begin?? than you assume
Drop the mic, go rap in your room
I love the kill
Swing on a sometimes just to break ill
Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his eye
All hands, I no gun, yo punk, why?
Cause if I my gun, you die
No try
I cool out now, so I don't over-freeze
Nut up and murderin MC's
Start catchin from state to state
on a ski mask and walk the streets late
And do me up a whole crew
The Geto Boys was trippin, but my trickin me too
Cause me, and I meet you one day
And bet your it won't be a fun day
I hope, nigga, not your fate
you're around when the Ice breaks

When the Ice