Luyện nghe bài hát Baggage Handlers

(featuring Rhymes)

sample from Scarface]
You got to be kiddin', five
Who you think we are, handlers?
The goin' rate on a boat, is a a night, man
You know that (first you got to work way up to 500, cedigo)
Ok, what I did for you in Freedomtown, what was that?

Return of the kitchen kid, the axe
All I is real detail, coke, lasagna and them E pills
Million merchandise, we on, get ya groove back
A hundred yukons, we all crack
All my soldiers got big rank, pa, Sicily
Y'all had a bitch that got pregnant in
What's the Superman money in the Ooh building
A few dudes who make a lotta sayin' 'you get it'
Right, hair, all my niggaz is polic'
You stay off the roof, or jakes see the
No snitchin', this Amityville
Might fuck around, get caught, or shot down, play
Yeah, here they come, them up, you know my status
This is raw way, in his eyes, and he butt
Yo, what's I heard you got the streets back, captain
Yup, all niggaz is dead, they team clappin' something
He the generals plans, recognize, we going all out
I throw three in his man
Had the slick look, looking all up
Don't get it twisted, nigga we'll swish you up, what?

Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)]
From all day to morn', noon,
Recognize we gotta re-up (Yo, it's Link 2, motherfucker)
You all listen, pay
Word to the team, we gonna key up (Yo, Cuban Link 2, motherfucker)
Get ya off, playground
Yo, out my business, you gon' see us (Yo, it's Cuban Link 2, motherfucker)
For all real Cash Rule Everything Around Me
Niggaz get y'all stee up (Yo, Cuban Link 2, motherfucker)

The kid that endorse Maxmaris, shorty support
Take sweatpants off, fix your mascara
Four hundred nineteen ounces, out in Island
Twelve strong bitches real, who not scared of housing
Yes, throw on raccoon, chinchilla feathers
Let it drag on my boots, the burned leather
Jog the back of the building, drop the L
Got the scope on your nosey ass mother, up sales
Forty karat locked in, bowtie, at the Democrat party
Yo, Chef, your coat, got it
Coming soon, Purple Tape, up the city let 'em know I'm back
Four hundred bricks, and yup, the stance
Sponsored by my cousin in Stan',
Got the call from Young Montana, my son campaignin'
Yup, I'm not no bellboy, I war anything out there
The is mine, you can tell Roy
That's when I was hit with the call, whole motto is get tour
rap owner, you will rip all
Live like the pope, and get a big
them a claren, the front, like the Jag back like the store

[Outro: (Scarface sample)]
Yea, we back in the staircase, nigga
You that kid is coming, Cuban Linx, nigga
Rich, the signature, bitch
(Every dog has his day, huh,
You job Ernie? Ok, then, you call me tomorrow)