Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cold

Ladies an' Gentlemen, this man
Is the author of the book 'Pimps are too'
He is the President of Guns, Bitches an' Automobiles
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

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

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

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

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

Ice in the mail Jacob, boo
I got a million dollar prala seat ya too
It's a million dollar mob behind me, boo
Now what the fuck 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 in the burgundy coupe
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he was here
On them white tires with them white wall rims

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

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

I'm from the Ice clique, we unexplainably
Whole hits, whole lotta chips
CEO, the Birdman, whole lotta
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 million game with a fly as freak
Princess, bigness, ice on my
Round shape, we shape, my shit is a
I got 15 karats, ice my boo

to the corner, you can see me
I'm in the ice cold six four, 'dro
Ballin' an' easy, SS that I bought from fresh
With the Cali license 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, spit ice an' wear suits

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

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, know who want this ice shit
For this game, nigga, it ain't no
See ya morra for life,
My whole crew shinnin',
Busy, Birdman, World Magnolia, biatch

Say, T Queezie, too hot for me pimpin'
See you stunnin', you enough shit
To make a cripple man
I'm a you like this, dog

See, Jimmy, you down back there, nigga
And your head up, say, Elton
You still one of the niggas out there, nigga
You front at all, nigga, keep ya head up, biatch

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