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
here man, what the fuck I...(banging)
Like that nigga, give me man
You dead on this purple tape nigga you on that
Fuck outta (gun cock)

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

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

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

Yo, ayo tree house
Yo, Fiendin like fuck in a green
Rush and cut, chain out
steam out
Rare like in ears
bears
Skied up, all my deustch years
for broadway
Hundred and all day
Got my chick rollin call her
20th century max jail penitentiary
Barnes gon' lynch me
What, flavored nikes
2000 the hype piece
Send half my love out to white
Wu-Tang emblem, success, a nigga tremble
Nine of us stand, resemble
out tax reports
Look live up in Guess
Bitches got 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 that crack thing
Still camaflouge
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, picture that nigga

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo blowin more
For a season, wud up jaw season
hall bleeding
Take money, that ?dun gottori? son
Dripped out in Bahamas all
you out patriot
Portrait of my mad shit
Now we with things, the long shit
Luke bitches in
Cute big, fat bitches with
Lex you need boots that
over Iraq
Ironing my hat out, and
Connecting with diplomat
Harlem hustle connect, Iceberg check
Rimmin well ice off my dick
Abe Lincoln suites, lay eventually
Pinch me, I bought head Monica Lewinsky
Arrest that
Strong arm that the gooden
Faggot frontin, knew he wouldn't
Flexible impact rhymin
We staked out all side vegetables
Prosperity rhymes,
and Asians
Let's blaze niggas with the

Chorus(x2)

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