Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Rounds

Yo
What up D?
You bought from Tower Records?
What's that, let me see bag
Get the fuck off, get the off it
here man, what the fuck I...(banging)
Like that nigga, me that man
You dead on this purple nigga you dead on that
outta here (gun cock)

Raekwon: think I can't sell five million?
niggas is mad
Ya'll must not know the work I put in on
For real, for real for real (ha ha)
Represent, it up all day nigga, Immobilarity
Ya'll know my work, this is raw

Aiyo your position
Verbal physician
lines like chimes in the kitchen
God vega, straight up stomp that fake out
What, he biting everything, biting his
We like champions
Caught me in the in Hamptons
it out
Throwin four out
Swimsuit get high
Float
off in a Benz boat lampable
Rear hittin a deer
Cuban Linx movin in the chair, he got a ear
No question all brolic guerillas up
Whoever large throw a up
a grand up
Let's multiply
both sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide
Everybody once
Yo Chef gonna throw ya'll niggas free
Hit the L twice, need it
be yelling like a whore
Like a on a sore
Or rap Magellion on your jaw
I'm a freak,
on the weekends, ten a week
Flows spray it Clinique
Rich unique, you weak
Contact Reek, we callin up
Yo he like Ali feet, yo mystical
Rap Larry Davis a pistol
And dis you
You a student, fuckin wit a

Chorus(x2)
like ten at a time
Begin, revolves around a thin line
Go against this, send
Lace you you down
Let a hundred race you
Now you went brolic to a facial

Yo, ayo tree house
Yo, Fiendin like in a green house
Rush and cut, cream out
Blow out
Rare like in ears
Goose
Skied up, loving all my deustch
for broadway
Hundred and all day
Got my chick rollin call her
20th century max like penitentiary
Nikki gon' lynch me
What, fruit nikes
2000 the hype piece
Send half my out to white peeps
Wu-Tang emblem, success, make a tremble
Nine of us stand, resemble
out tax reports
Look live up in Guess
got love and support
Yo, jacket, yellow
Leather hat, mack it real
New state of mind, crime Othello
Wild zoo of bitches, burrow Staten
Yo we actin, Wud up we do that crack captain
Still jackets
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, picture that mashin

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo more reason
For a season, wud up shortie jaw
Baltimore hall
Take money, that ?dun gottori? son
Dripped out in all bummy
Gain you out
of my love mad shit
Now we with things, the gray shit
bitches in Barook
Cute big, fat bitches with
Lex you need boots that
Flights Iraq
Ironing my hat out, and
with diplomat cats
Harlem hustle connect, Iceberg varsity
Rimmin well ice off my dick
Abe Lincoln suites, lay eventually
Pinch me, I bought from Monica Lewinsky
Arrest that
Strong arm that the white
Faggot nigga frontin, he wouldn't
Flexible rhymin professional
We staked out eatin all side
rhymes, lines
Casians and
blaze niggas with the shine

Chorus(x2)

Raekwon: Yea word up, that's ha ha
Ya'll be loving my shit, yea all the real
up, hey yo let me speak, let me speak
Yo a new year right here
the 2 with the 3 zeros, here me?
It's get technical for real
play the game right
It's jus a friendly of baseball
Ha me? Hey yo Santanna, yo
that suitcase in here kid
Let's count that, it came from?
Where it came from? Rollin ten at a time...