Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Water

Yo, yo
Take out the rap kingpin, the Jesus
I know a few sniff coke, it cause seizures
to half-moon Caesars
And all the in the bleachers
Hot weather, sex on the
shopping out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying not change
Look, me
But about the Wonder Woman bracelet
point three diamond cut engraved rubies
Kid I it
My sweet gotta nigga throbbin, ready for robbin
But hit Maria's, for a butter almond
The bionic microphone is stacked
Move a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas
Son, on so we can just Maxamillion
I got the sewn, so we can make a billion
The God's
call me black fruit punch
Rainbow, flavored niggas niggas for lunch
to the Paris crew in the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love
Who carries switch blades on the red

Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got
I politic, show love, crush who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I praise
line between dawn of dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the on daytime
Crossed over grain while we was bubblin
on the Moet, laid up, Rae-Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Starks, Cappachino
Develop while your be swellin up all for the nation
Blinded by the ice I release the confrontation
Donna fat bads of weed, ravioli
Pasta, the killa bee songs like Kevin Costner
Infrared all inside your rasta
Cappadonna pimped the like the mobster

Yeah,
spaghetti lame brain ass niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and dimes
Except for overtime
Any ass money be fine
Cause I'm coming strong, reaking backs
shit real
If you haven't noticed this crazy ass rusty, ass
Let me tell you four times
Tony Starks, Raekwon the
Cappachino and Golden
Is comin mad strong
From the isles of
For all faggot ass
Rusty bitches too
Shump baby

Yo back in the days, baggin crack, plates
Flippin cakes to them heavy head niggaz hatin
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls gettin
City niggaz who for blood rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, don't no money in your pocket
In the streets while these people mark money in their
Crack bums watch your for jumps
before a fake twenty dollar bill
Get em son, we the one
Politickin, purse vickin, sick of these
good, had to shoot my way up out of Bennigans
That's life, to top it all off, for white
Pullin out tryin to throw it in my eyesight
Yo what the was on yo mind?