Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Rounds

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

Raekwon: Niggas think I can't sell million?
Ya'll is mad
Ya'll must not know the work I put in on
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
Verbal mike
Blow lines like in the kitchen
God vega, straight up stomp that fake out
What, he biting everything, his nuts
We slang champions
me in the outlet in Hamptons
it out
Throwin four out
Swimsuit get high
Float
Drop off in a boat lampable
Rear like a deer
Playin Cuban movin in the chair, he got a ear
No question all brolic stand up
Whoever throw a hand up
Throw a up
like multiply
Con-nect both sides, big shit low rides,
bump once
Yo Chef gonna throw ya'll niggas free
Hit the L twice, it once
Track be like a whore
a swelling on a sore
Or this rap Magellion on jaw
I'm a freak,
Boating on the weekends, ten a
Flows spray it Clinique
unique, bitch you weak
Contact Reek, we callin up
Yo he like Ali feet, yo mystical
Rap Davis with a pistol
And dis you
You a student, fuckin wit a

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

Yo, ayo glass house
Yo, Fiendin like fuck in a house
and cut, chain cream out
Blow out
like guccis in ears
Goose
up, loving all my deustch years
Coat for
and 39th all day
Got my chick call her Parle'
20th max like jail penitentiary
Nikki Barnes gon' me
What, flavored nikes
Benz 2000 the hype
Send my love out to white peeps
Wu-Tang emblem, success, make a tremble
of us stand, nine resemble
Filling out tax
Look live up in shorts
Bitches got and support
Yo, leather jacket,
hat, mack it real mellow
New state of mind, crime Othello
Wild zoo of bitches, burrow that's
Yo we actin, Wud up we do that crack thing
Still jackets
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, picture that mashin

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo blowin reason
For a season, wud up shortie jaw
Baltimore hall
money, remember that ?dun gottori? son
Dripped out in Bahamas all
Gain you out
Portrait of my mad shit
Now we with things, the long shit
Luke bitches in
big, fat bitches with Luke
Lex you need that switches
over Iraq
Ironing my hat out, and
Connecting with cats
Harlem hustle connect, varsity check
Rimmin ice drool off my dick
Abe Lincoln president suites, lay
Pinch me, I bought from Monica Lewinsky
Arrest that
arm that the white gooden
Faggot nigga frontin, knew he
Flexible impact rhymin
We staked out all side vegetables
rhymes, lines
Casians and
Let's blaze with the shine

Chorus(x2)

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