Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Rounds

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

Raekwon: Niggas think I 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 slash your
Verbal mike
Blow lines like chimes in the
God should vega, up stomp that fake out
What, he biting everything, his nuts
We like champions
Caught me in the outlet in
it out
Throwin four out
mammal get high
Float
Drop off in a Benz boat
like hittin a deer
Playin Cuban movin in the chair, he got a ear
No question all guerillas stand up
Whoever throw a hand up
Throw a up
Let's multiply
Con-nect both sides, big shit low rides,
bump once
Yo Chef throw ya'll niggas free lunch
Hit the L twice, it once
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 it like Clinique
Rich unique, bitch you
Reek, we callin 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 around a thin
Go this, send mine
Lace you chase you
Let a hundred rounds you
Now you went from to a facial

Yo, ayo glass tree
Yo, Fiendin like fuck in a house
Rush and cut, chain out
steam out
Rare like in ears
Goose
Skied up, loving all my deustch
for broadway
Hundred and all day
Got my chick rollin call her
century max like jail penitentiary
Nikki gon' lynch me
What, fruit flavored
Benz 2000 the piece
Send half my love out to peeps
emblem, success, make a nigga tremble
Nine of us stand, resemble
out tax reports
Look live up in shorts
got love and support
Yo, leather jacket,
hat, mack it real mellow
New York state of mind, crime
zoo of bitches, burrow that's Staten
Yo we actin, Wud up we do crack thing captain
Still camaflouge
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, that nigga mashin

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo more reason
For a season, wud up shortie jaw
hall bleeding
Take money, that ?dun gottori? son
Dripped out in all bummy
Gain you out
of my love mad shit
Now we things, the long gray shit
bitches in Barook
Cute big, fat with Luke
Lex you need that switches
Flights over
Ironing my hat out, and
Connecting with cats
hustle connect, Iceberg varsity check
Rimmin well ice off my dick
Abe Lincoln president suites, lay
me, I bought head from Monica Lewinsky
Arrest that
arm that the white gooden
Faggot nigga frontin, he wouldn't
Flexible impact rhymin
We staked out all side vegetables
Prosperity rhymes,
and Asians
Let's niggas with the shine

Chorus(x2)

Raekwon: Yea up, that's right ha ha
Ya'll be loving my shit, yea all the niggas
stand up, hey yo let me speak, let me
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 game of
Ha me? Hey yo Santanna, yo
Bring suitcase in here kid
Let's count that, where it from?
Where it came Rollin like ten at a time...