Luyện nghe bài hát Iced Out

(Nickatina)
Man it's the eagle that's legal to kick it evil
Bullets from behind wit peoples
I serenade the whole serengeti fefetti and
Taylor down in a beanie, the kill genie
State the state and face the crop the bass
The rap the race the rhyme the weight the god the
The rom of don of spawn of khan, now whatchu doin' there
Rap til I steal-her for-real illa with alligator veins
Me and a hit the drug main
Eatin' on steak in the night, tiger get your brain right
get the game tight, 'den fuck em all
Hear me and you'll never forget
I'm like a caridagate, or yet I got this ready to spit
Hot that burn and yearn fuck it you'll wait your turn
You'll get cut in everytime
Man I by the sword and die by the gun
And not give a and why? 'cause I'm young
Raps that backtrack and the sky ask me why
Check if you to die
Shit a Rip Van Winkel
Kill the plea ya kill the tea ya kill to the pain
That scarred the on tiger's brain, sigh
Now a cold mother fucker, iced out.

(Chorus)
What's that in ring homie? Iced out.
What's that in chain homie? Iced out.
Do you disrespect the game homie? Ya out.
Do the heart men deserve to die?

What's in your ring homie? Iced out.
What's that in your homie? Iced out.
Do you disrespect the game homie? Ya out.
Do the coldest heart men deserve to

(Equipto)
You get in my mix man? I really doubt that
'cause I'm hard to swallow like a mouth full of
And I'm hard to follow like a cheetah on
And I'm hard to break like the on a safe
In a federal so don't dare try to hack this
Maxed stay the bass, 'cause I'ma be
If you crack the code then crack your face
And if I ya case they won't set the date for the trial
I'ma put you under the ground and in 10 years
You'll be food for a cow how you like me now just kumody
'cause I got Nicky up in 214
And like a bean I had to ask for green
To achieve my and make my dreams my reality
And what I got, I got on a salary
Makin' an hourly wage off game that we play
For wonder bread and ground
A ticket to a meal to me sounds sweet
So we bring the until the meat gets cooked
Or til the deed gets or to whichever comes first

(Chorus)

(Nickatina)
Man the way I blaze the blueberry it's I'm in the military
Gotta a chopper tiger fire everytime
I spits like a cobra rare anaconda boa constrictoris my pictures
Man the lexus 4 door, trips to morocco, in in soho, trinity and coco
See ya, and run ya like a red and when it turns green
I hit the weed, the speed
Man it's so don doda, magic harry potter
Take it over nino did the cartah, projects
High tech low tech the spread? I might say go Jets, Nickatina
The freight train at gates pain
you standing there fuckin like a gun range
And I do it for the the lords all the kings
The kings brang the dream and all the gleam
Hit Vegas like a conioni with the mac in my
And not a macaroni,
Party til I die nigga, wonder why nigga
But that's the mindstate when you high nigga
Set me up to cut I'm like a mustang
Ready to rush-bust thangs

(Chorus)