Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Rounds

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

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

Aiyo your position
Verbal mike
Blow like chimes in the kitchen
God vega, straight up stomp that fake out
What, he everything, biting his nuts
We like champions
Caught me in the outlet in
it out
Throwin thousand out
Swimsuit get high
Float
Drop off in a Benz lampable
like hittin a deer
Playin Cuban Linx in the chair, he got a ear
No question all guerillas stand up
Whoever throw a hand up
a grand up
Let's like
Con-nect sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide
bump once
Yo Chef gonna throw ya'll free lunch
Hit the L twice, it once
Track be yelling a whore
Like a on a sore
Or this rap Magellion on jaw
I'm a freak,
Boating on the weekends, ten a
spray it like Clinique
Rich unique, bitch you
Reek, we callin up Leek
Yo he famous Ali feet, yo mystical
Rap Larry Davis with a
And dis you
You a student, wit a principal

Chorus(x2)
like ten at a time
Begin, love around a thin line
Go against this, mine
you chase you down
Let a hundred race you
Now you went from brolic to a

Yo, ayo tree house
Yo, like fuck in a green house
and cut, chain cream out
Blow out
like guccis in ears
Goose
Skied up, loving all my years
for broadway
Hundred and all day
Got my chick rollin her Parle'
century max like jail penitentiary
Nikki Barnes gon' me
What, flavored nikes
Benz the hype piece
Send half my out to white peeps
Wu-Tang emblem, success, a nigga tremble
Nine of us stand, nine
out tax reports
Look live up in shorts
Bitches got and support
Yo, leather jacket,
Leather hat, mack it real
New York of mind, crime Othello
Wild zoo of bitches, that's Staten
Yo we actin, Wud up we do that crack thing
Still jackets
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, that nigga mashin

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo blowin reason
For a season, wud up jaw season
Baltimore bleeding
Take money, remember that gottori? son
Dripped out in Bahamas all
Gain you out
of my love mad shit
Now we with things, the long shit
bitches in Barook
Cute big, fat bitches with
Lex you need boots that
Flights Iraq
my hat out, and 'lax
Connecting diplomat cats
Harlem hustle connect, varsity check
well ice drool off my dick
Abe Lincoln president suites, lay
me, I bought head from Monica Lewinsky
Arrest hoodlum
Strong arm that the gooden
Faggot nigga frontin, knew he
Flexible impact professional
We staked out eatin all side
rhymes, lines
Casians and
Let's 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 this a new year here
It's the 2 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 that in here kid
count that, where it came from?
Where it came Rollin like ten at a time...