Luyện nghe bài hát I.C. Y'all

Yeah, flip mode, y'all, whatchu 'bout?
De La' y'all, whatchu talkin'
Whatchu 'bout?

Yo, you gettin' stomped by the band
Keep 'em like spray cans
It's so hot, it'll make your tan
Ace ban rap, the place the

Bit y'all in my mouth but you taste
I feel fake, and mince these snake niggaz
That but won't bite, false alarm
And if it don't, Rockwild, we to drop a bomb

grip on a mic like we Stretch Arm
I been shine, you been warned and been
Get for the B.S. you been on

Storm bad or not you stay scorned
For ten years I've baked shit like hot
still drippin' like stu-b's, you groupies
Need to show I.D. before the down

down the God put 7 to your Zippo
And it on you heavy like a hippo
Now you that?

To all my dogs all the way in the back, ready to
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
Ladies get down, shake yo' ass around, I hope you that
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see

To all my soldiers on the corner, I.C. y'all, see
Women doin' they wanna, I.C. y'all
To them people pulled over
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
Wouldn't be y'all, be y'all

It's the one and effect that you catch from a cassette
Straight wig out the world and girls, we dig out ya back
With spellin' out my name
All over your 'cause the spark is me

Currently, we can be seen across your
Stayin' wide eyed 'cause you niggaz to scheme
Welcome to the spot, I'm slaying it
Chop it up and fit it inside your quart of

You speak ghetto, on the mic device
Tryin' to give me third degree, you just a of me
Couldn't be the shit if you a turd of me
A man tight my funds, crush like Ricky D

Who quoted Vance No one can serve us
My squad advance heights quite
Just off your shoes, jump on the jock
It's been a long time comin' this, you to cop

To all my all the way in the back, ready to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
Ladies get down, yo' ass around, I hope you know that
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see

To all my on the corner, I.C. y'all, see y'all
Women what they wanna, I.C. y'all
To them people gettin' over
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
wanna be y'all, be y'all

It goes one, two, three,
Bounce so much, I ricochet up off the
So, raw shit the most raw you saw
Quarter four, niggaz quick to bust the back door

Baby, open your blouse while I another nigga's spouse
Quick Jamaican dick style, all in house
I practice to be the all access, you see the is
My mouth so follow while I display the slackness

Yo, you see my slang talk straight from the
I was young, mom's put soap on my tongue and yo-yo
Forever we gettin' this cheddar with the
While I the spell on these bitches, you can be my eyewitness

Short fuse, Langston Hughes
We gettin' money with whoever the Jews
The way we finagle and it must be all in my shoes
Fuck a up with De La like [Incomprehensible] amuse

To all my dogs all the way in the back, to black
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C.
get down, shake yo' ass around, I hope you know that
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see

To all my soldiers on the corner, I.C. y'all, see
Women what they wanna, I.C. y'all
To them gettin' pulled over
I.C. y'all, see y'all, I.C. y'all, see
Wouldn't wanna be y'all, be