Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cold

Ladies an' Gentlemen, young man
Is the author of the book 'Pimps are too'
He is also the President of Guns, Bitches an'
He also all the seafood trade

He got the shrimps, the lobsters, the
The salmon, the little salmon, the big
The sardines, the an' all that

an' gentlemen, put your hands together
An' give a warm
To Jay Fizzle, my nizzle, fo'

Stunner an' T Kizzie, that's so
Mommy gave me rangs on the of my bikey
I got the coat for wifey, wifey
Icey, icey, my wifey,

should have named me Dr. Freeze
'Cause I'm the coldest nigga have seen
The day rap met R n' B
You got the Birdman, an' me

Ay, ay, see, I'm so icey, my so cool
So, so icey, the boys are
Ice iceman, I ice my boo
I iced all over, from my head to her

Ice in the mail Jacob, boo
I got a dollar prala seat behind ya too
It's a dollar mob that's behind me, boo
Now watch what the I do

me why, why is it so
That I'm so ice
me why, why, is it so
That I'm so ice

I put ice on my mom an' my too
It's Mister Icey Icey in the coupe
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he was here
On them white wall tires with them white wall

The million dollar ice, ice pumped up
I got ice all over with the million dollar
Look at iced up 'dro back, up me
Watch 18 as he kill the city

Put ice on my Benz, on the 20 inch
An' I ice my lens the Burberry tims
I got ice on my wrist, too to melt
Pinky ring, icey, in a bird nest

I'm from the Ice clique, we rich
lotta hits, whole lotta chips
CEO, the Birdman, lotta bricks
Put it all together, that's a lotta shit

me why, why is it so
That I'm so ice
me why, why, is it so
That I'm so ice

I got dollar game with a fly as freak
Princess, bigness, ice on my
Round shape, we shape, my is a fool
I got 15 karats, ice my boo

to the corner, you can see me
I'm in the ice six four, smokin' 'dro
Ballin' nice an' easy, SS that I bought from
With the license plate that read, L.A. is best

Big Wop is iced out an' Ceedi out
Toe, Big G, my round's iced out
An' Exey hot, Busy is too
We get money, ice an' wear Gucci suits

Let me tell you 'bout what we are, is we are
Ice cold makin', see ya, ma
An' we gon' keep ballin' 'til close the bar
An' do the same damn tomarra, oh yeah, oh yeah

me why, why is it so
That I'm so ice
me why, why, is it so
That I'm so ice

Fo' sho', nigga, y'all who want this ice shit
For game, nigga, it ain't no secret
See ya morra for life,
My whole shinnin', nigga
Busy, Birdman, Third Magnolia, biatch

Say, T Queezie, you're too hot for me
See you stunnin', you talk enough
To a cripple man walk
I'm a tell you this, dog

See, Jimmy, you holdin' down there, nigga
And your head up, say, Elton
You still one of the niggas out there, nigga
You ain't at all, nigga, keep ya head up, biatch

My in this shit, ya heard me, biatch, biatch
believe it, [Incomprehensible]
Bird call, motherfucker, bird call,