Luyện nghe bài hát Soul On Ice

It was a night on the streets of Cali
on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's
Threw on enough for any girl's pleasure
Left a and a half of that shit still in the dresser
I a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my sock
Picked three up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
Now my beeper started beeping, I threw that shit in the
I didn't need it no more, I had more money than
See, I was the game and tonight was my fling
You see on the streets players but only one king
Now that's the title I but the game is real fast
You get in and get out if you expecting to last
Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs chillin' in his new Benz
I had many but very few close friends
We broke to the set, E parked the car on the
was his trademark and he did it with class
Hit the door like two titans, the jam stopped to stare
And as we walked through the crowd they bills in the air
I my man Jazz maxin' out with two stone cold freaks
"Yo, what's up Ice, you rich now, man, you too to speak?"
Now Jazz was a from the east coast, the Bronx
He was to be hard on the women and a brother he'd stomp
Smack a in a minute, some say just for fun
And he was known for his chrome-plated gun
"Yo Ice, you my brother and I you and all
But what's up with six g's you owe me, man
'Member when your took that fall?
And I posted the 'cause yo ass was locked up"
Evil Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the fuck up
then I saw Donald-D hit the front door
More gold than a Aztec, black he wore
Hoes grabbed for they niggas D hit the set
'Cause what Donald D wanted, is Donald D get
Donald's hit mine, then a smile across his face
Then a light hit his ring and blinded the whole place
"Yo Ice you the coolest and you mean
But I got the shit rollin' off gasoline"
Everyone in the party moved quickly
To see Donald D's ultimate super fly
It was black, it was low, cost twice that of my
A Testarossa Ferrari, convertible of
It purred a jet
"Yo man, I it with cash"
It had D' written in gold on the dash
Then out of no where came a across the street
I felt pain in my chest and my knees got
was blood on my hands and I fell to to the ground
And all I could was "Yo Ice is down!"
had shot me
The night that I
The night I ended all this hustlin', playin' shit
It's ain't it
The night I retire, would be the same night that my whole expire