Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Rounds

Yo
up D? Huh?
You bought that from Tower
that, let me see that bag
Get the fuck off, get the off it
Come man, what the fuck I...(banging)
Like nigga, give me that man
You dead on this tape nigga you dead on that
Fuck here (gun cock)

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

Aiyo slash position
mike physician
Blow lines like in the kitchen
God vega, straight up stomp that fake out
What, he biting everything, biting his
We like champions
Caught me in the outlet in
it out
Throwin thousand out
Swimsuit mammal get
flammable
Drop off in a Benz lampable
like hittin a deer
Playin Cuban movin in the chair, he got a ear
No question all brolic guerillas up
Whoever throw a hand up
Throw a up
Let's like
Con-nect sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide
Everybody bump
Yo Chef gonna throw niggas free lunch
Hit the L twice, need it
Track be like a whore
Like a swelling on a
Or this rap on your jaw
I'm a freak,
Boating on the weekends, ten a
spray it like Clinique
Rich unique, bitch you
Contact Reek, we up Leek
Yo he famous Ali feet, yo mystical
Rap Larry Davis a pistol
And dis you
You a student, wit a principal

Chorus(x2)
Rollin ten at a time
Begin, love revolves a thin line
Go against this, send
Lace you chase you
Let a rounds race you
Now you from brolic to a facial

Yo, ayo tree house
Yo, Fiendin like in a green house
and cut, chain cream out
Blow out
Rare like in ears
bears
Skied up, loving all my years
Coat for
Hundred and all day
Got my rollin call her Parle'
20th max like jail penitentiary
Barnes gon' lynch me
What, fruit flavored
Benz the hype piece
Send half my out to white peeps
Wu-Tang emblem, success, a nigga tremble
of us stand, nine resemble
Filling out tax
Look live up in shorts
Bitches got love and
Yo, leather jacket,
Leather hat, it real mellow
New York of mind, crime Othello
Wild zoo of bitches, burrow that's
Yo we actin, Wud up we do crack thing captain
Still camaflouge
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, picture nigga mashin

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo blowin reason
For a season, wud up shortie jaw
Baltimore bleeding
Take money, remember ?dun gottori? son
Dripped out in all bummy
you out patriot
Portrait of my mad shit
Now we with things, the gray shit
bitches in Barook
Cute big, fat with Luke
Lex you need that switches
Flights over
Ironing my hat out, and
Connecting with diplomat
Harlem hustle connect, Iceberg varsity
Rimmin well ice drool off my
Abe Lincoln suites, lay eventually
Pinch me, I bought from Monica Lewinsky
Arrest that
Strong arm that the white
Faggot frontin, knew he wouldn't
impact rhymin professional
We out eatin all side vegetables
rhymes, lines
Casians and
Let's blaze with the shine

Chorus(x2)

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