Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ICE , by - MLK+. Release date: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Russian language
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ICE , by - MLK+. ICE(original) |
| То, что в твоём стакане |
| То, что в твоём стакане, |
| А то, что на моей шее, а то, что на моей шее |
| -Всё понял, да, понял |
| На твоей шее |
| Айс, е |
| Утро не может быть хмурым, братишка, ведь меня поправит Гарринча и Вайсберг |
| Мы чисто дуем, не бежим за бурым и нам нужны бабки на новые цацки — ice! |
| Wow — Вася, давай дайс кидай! |
| — нечего ждать |
| Я дерзкий белый, что может позволить сказать себе лихо: «нахуй! |
| fuck u nigga!» |
| Wow! |
| Тут как Али Мохаммед успешно махаю руками, yeah! |
| Сегодня я не кинул круглый, я тупо кидаю m&m's |
| Hey! |
| Дайте мой даймонд этой мадам |
| Shine like a diamonds — icy |
| Массив жилой через такси |
| Молоко наших семей ты теперь узнал (ice, ice) |
| Ну же, давай веселей, плесни себе в бокал (ice, ice) |
| И выпивай это, до конца выпивай |
| Знаешь, ведь это зависимость, |
| Но лучше, чем тупо виселица |
| Hey! |
| Я качу во всём свете лица — ice |
| Primetime i feel no ceillings when im in my zone |
| Thin line beetween yo dearest woe n a foe |
| King Kobe dont give em less than 81 |
| Rings on im boston celtics all up on em |
| Hectic when i saucin on em felt like post malone |
| Young gunna reckless, stoned on every show performin', restless mornings |
| Blessed with foreign language, corners pressed with orders, plug addresses |
| gorgeous |
| Best of sess inside my ex she flawless, sex game like my last recording |
| Flexxin' Flexxin' Flexxin' |
| For that mind game me no mind finessin' |
| Life’s a precious lesson |
| From that grind drain to an island restin' |
| Ice on the ice like Gretzky, pipe yo wife n leave a private message |
| On ya bedsheets that moloko extra |
| Во мне четыре дороги, но не коки, а судьбы, в которые влез я |
| Так и умрешь на работе |
| Не почувствовав, что жизнь имеет вкус леса |
| Музыка, что проникает под кости |
| Разные взгляды и мудры в довесок |
| Ты хочешь жить в нескончаемом приходе |
| Я хочу быть хоть кому-то полезным |
| Суём хуй в лицо тем, кто раньше не верил |
| Дни проходят мимо у них, но у нас тут всё на самом деле |
| Они так не любят, когда перед носом захлопывают двери |
| Их зависть съедает внутри, мы съедаем их тени |
| Покидая свой район, я хочу не за бугор, |
| А на студию лечу, чтобы сделать на альбом |
| Да, мы дома не ночуем, они думают, я вор |
| Потому что не работаем, но охуеть живем |
| Да, сука прыгала, прыгала, но не смогла зацепить моё сердце |
| Время всё тикало, тыкало лезвие |
| Глупая бикса, ищи своё место в подъезде |
| Е-е, милый мальчик получает эту прибыль |
| Your bay was on me. |
| букинг — только видимость успеха |
| Сводить всё на аппетиты, значит больше, чем быть хлебом |
| Ты соберёшь олимпийский (и!?), я без этого легенда |
| Мой бро крошит по два доша в одну миску после амнезии, ее |
| Croissant как полумесяц, входит в её рот — сегодня небо |
| Зай, дай позвонить. |
| На! |
| А |
| Увидимся в среду. |
| Я не уточняю в какую |
| С хвоста скинуто на Газетном |
| Мой лёд не для мам офицеров, фу |
| Фу, фу, фу, фу — всё тебе дорогое |
| Станет на кон, если ты в игре |
| Словно Дигга прошёл много |
| Не сойдя с места |
| Сука, ты трезвый |
| Не можешь связать и двух слов, блядь, так куда ты лезешь… |
| (translation) |
| What's in your glass |
| What's in your glass |
| And what is on my neck, and what is on my neck |
| - I got it, yes, I got it. |
| On your neck |
| Ice, e |
| The morning cannot be gloomy, brother, because Garrincha and Weisberg will correct me |
| We blow cleanly, we don’t run after the brown and we need money for new tsatski - ice! |
| Wow - Vasya, let's throw a dice! |
| - nothing to wait |
| I am a cocky white man who can afford to say famously: “fuck it! |
| fuck u nigga!" |
| Wow! |
| Here as Ali Mohammed successfully waving his arms, yeah! |
| Today I didn't throw a round, I stupidly throw m&m's |
| Hey! |
| Give my diamond to this madam |
| Shine like a diamonds - icy |
| Residential area via taxi |
| You now know the milk of our families (ice, ice) |
| Come on, let's have fun, splash yourself in a glass (ice, ice) |
| And drink it, drink it to the end |
| You know it's an addiction |
| But better than the stupid gallows |
| Hey! |
| I roll my face all over the world - ice |
| Primetime i feel no ceillings when im in my zone |
| Thin line beetween yo dearest woe n a foe |
| King Kobe don't give em less than 81 |
| Rings on im boston celtics all up on em |
| Hectic when i saucin on em feel like post malone |
| Young gunna reckless, stoned on every show performin', restless mornings |
| Blessed with foreign language, corners pressed with orders, plug addresses |
| gorgeous |
| Best of sess inside my ex she flawless, sex game like my last recording |
| Flexxin' Flexxin' Flexxin' |
| For that mind game me no mind finessin' |
| Life's a precious lesson |
| From that grind drain to an island restin' |
| Ice on the ice like Gretzky, pipe yo wife n leave a private message |
| On ya bedsheets that milko extra |
| There are four roads in me, but not coca, but the fates that I got into |
| So you will die at work |
| Not feeling that life has the taste of the forest |
| Music that gets under the bones |
| Different views and wise in appendage |
| Do you want to live in an endless parish |
| I want to be at least useful to someone |
| We stick dick in the face of those who did not believe before |
| Days pass by them, but everything here is real |
| They don't like it so much when doors are slammed in front of their noses |
| Their envy eats inside, we eat their shadows |
| Leaving my area, I want not over the hill, |
| And I’m flying to the studio to make it on an album |
| Yes, we don't sleep at home, they think I'm a thief |
| Because we don't work, but we fucking live |
| Yes, the bitch jumped, jumped, but she couldn't catch my heart |
| Time was ticking, the blade poked |
| Stupid bixa, look for your place in the entrance |
| Yeh, pretty boy get that profit |
| Your bay was on me. |
| booking - only the appearance of success |
| Reducing everything to appetite means more than being bread |
| You will collect the Olympic (and!?), I'm a legend without it |
| My bro crumbles two doshas into one bowl after amnesia, her |
| Croissant, like a crescent moon, enters her mouth - today is the sky |
| Zai, let me call. |
| On the! |
| BUT |
| See you on Wednesday. |
| I do not specify which |
| Thrown off the tail at Gazetny |
| My ice is not for officers' moms, fu |
| Fu, fu, fu, fu - everything is dear to you |
| Will be on the line if you are in the game |
| Like Digga went through a lot |
| Without leaving the place |
| Bitch, you're sober |
| You can’t connect even two words, damn it, so where are you climbing ... |
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