Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Ice Kid At

[Verse 1: Ice
dat, start dat, get dat, what?
Step back or get your headback
Top spot, I never left slot
All I do is get cheques and floss
love me like drugs, sex and rock
Amp and get a red top like Ham's squad
Narcissistic, with a so artistic
I could have been the next Van
You ain't on the man's on
My gang pet to let straps buss
I be on job get that gwop
I don't give a fuck about where from
Wanna see me so I get back up
You're on the other side like a left hand
Man with the method but I Redman's don
on
Put me up against 10 man
like I be the greatest of all time
You in my range or my foresight
I away from the pork rind
I'm just tryna get paid like a court
And I'mma like a Aug Steyr
Till you see me in the bay by the side
More time I be taking a hike
With a bag of bars, been making them all night
All right, stick to the script,
Wanna see me like I did E
Big since I was 16
Ich ni's got 'em intrigued cuh in deep
Level I'm on, just in reach
Got ya whipped like a 6 speed
beats, but I ain't Kid D
And I'm on a that's way ahead of you century

1: Ice Kid]
Ice Kid at?
Man, I got like Rikers Island has
Try relax? I got time for that
You best on ya bike and cycle back
Too heat for your pyro stat
camps try rival man
Hype's a
You'll get spun a gyro graph when I jump on the riddim and I kill 'em in a title match
Ice Kid at?
Man, I got like Rikers Island has
Try relax? I ain't got time for
You jump on ya bike and cycle back
Too much for your pyro stat
camps try rival man
Hype's a
You'll get spun like a gyro graph when I jump on the and I kill 'em in a title match
[Verse 2:
Stop dat, start dat, you man are
Swing with who? You on
tracks on the net, fam
Is not how man learnt how to
and I'll prove it, fam
Come on, on, what? Let's do this, fam
Tryna prove a goon by what? Doing music, man?
You ain't shoot me, fam
Me and Ice posted a pic
Said fuck that, first, come, we go
Cuh man are from the era where you couldn't be wack and
So if my man's wack, go
Swing me off the Heck no
With words and flows, if I let go, get loads
Music changed my life in so many
It brought me and foes
See me and I ain't my crew before
I see you, I'm on my bloodclart toes
Jealousy and I know 'bout the roads
And man take my life, cuh I'm cold and
Mi no care about radio
Right now I just want Fuck Radio
Get MCs living off gas in one room, two mics (What you sayin'?)
Then we'll see who's
Cuh if man wanna play then it's on, fam
Storm when I flame on man
In a league of my own Whatever Da Weather times
You rain on man
Back now, like it or it
Man have got the hard food,
not a spitter, I'll lunch him, lines, punch him
No homo I munch him (Bluku Bye Bye)

2: Chip]
Yo, Ice Kid at?
You ain't gotta ask man, he's back
Since "Fire Alie", man are fire on
Wanna fire at man, man are firing
Man are sick it, lyrics on terrific
it, man ain't genre-specific
Vibes? Man it, the way I spaz on riddims
all in the booth twitching
Yo, Ice Kid at?
You ain't gotta ask man, sounding back
"Fire Alie", man are fire on tracks
Wanna fire at man, man are firing
Man are with it, lyrics on terrific
it, man ain't genre-specific
Vibes? Man it, the way I spaz on riddims
Man's all in the booth