Luyện nghe bài hát Iced Out

(Nickatina)
Man it's the eagle that's legal to kick it evil
Bullets from wit your peoples
I serenade the whole serengeti and lucaccini
Chuck Taylor in a beanie, the kill genie
State the state and face the crop the bass
The rap the the rhyme the weight the god the sign
The rom of don of spawn of khan, now whatchu there khan?
Rap til I steal-her for-real illa with alligator blood
Me and a pisces hit the drug
Eatin' on in the late night, tiger get your brain right
Dickey get the game tight, 'den em all
me once and you'll never forget
I'm like a caridagate, or better yet I got this to spit
Hot raps that burn and yearn fuck it you'll your turn
You'll get cut in everytime
Man I by the sword and die by the gun
And not give a fuck and 'cause I'm young
Raps backtrack and crack 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 the game on tiger's brain, sigh
Now that's a mother fucker, iced out.

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

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

(Equipto)
You wanna get in my mix man? I really doubt
'cause I'm hard to swallow like a mouth full of
And I'm hard to like a cheetah on crank
And I'm hard to break the lock on a safe
In a federal bank so dare try to hack this
Maxed stay the bass, 'cause I'ma be
If you crack the code then I'ma your face
And if I catch ya case they set the date for the trial
'cause put you under the ground and in 10 years
You'll be food for a cow how you like me now just like
'cause I got Andre up in 214
And like a bean I had to ask for green
To my goals and make my dreams my reality
And I got, I got killaz on a salary
Makin' an hourly wage off game that we play
For wonder and ground beef
A ticket to a to me that sounds sweet
So we bring the heat the meat gets cooked
Or til the deed gets took or to comes first

(Chorus)

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

(Chorus)