Luyện nghe bài hát Soul On Ice

It was a Saturday on the streets of Cali
Threw on my dope suit, brushed off my suede Bally's
on enough gold for any girl's pleasure
Left a pound and a half of that shit still in the
I a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my sock
Picked grand up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
Now my beeper started beeping, I threw shit in the sink
I didn't it no more, I had more money than Brinks
See, I was quitting the game and tonight was my
You see on the streets they're but only one king
Now the title I held but the game is real fast
You gotta get in and get out if you expecting to
Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs in his brand new Benz
I had many but very few close friends
We broke to the set, E parked the car on the
High-signin' was his trademark and he did it with
Hit the door like two titans, the whole jam to stare
And as we through the crowd they threw bills in the air
I spied my man Jazz out with two stone cold freaks
"Yo, what's up Ice, you rich now, man, you too to speak?"
Now Jazz was a player the east coast, the Bronx
He was known to be hard on the and a brother he'd stomp
a bitch in a minute, some say just for fun
And he was known for his chrome-plated gun
"Yo Ice, you my and I love you and all
But up with that six g's you owe me, man
when your boys took that fall?
And I posted the bail yo ass was locked up"
Evil gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the up
then I saw Donald-D hit the front door
More gold than a Aztec, black he wore
Hoes grabbed for niggas when D hit the set
'Cause what D wanted, is what Donald D get
eyes hit mine, then a smile across his face
Then a light hit his ring and the whole goddamn place
"Yo Ice you the and Evil you mean
But I got the flyest shit off gasoline"
Everyone in the party quickly outside
To see Donald D's super fly ride
It was black, it was low, cost that of my Porsche
A Testarossa Ferrari, of course
It like a jet
"Yo man, I it with cash"
It had 'Donald D' in gold on the dash
Then out of no where came a shot the street
I felt pain in my and my knees got weak
There was blood on my hands and I fell to to the
And all I hear was "Yo Ice is down!"
Somebody had me
The night that I
The that I ended all this hustlin', playin' shit
It's ironic it
The night I retire, would be the night that my whole life expire