Luyện nghe bài hát Baggage Handlers

(featuring Rhymes)

[Intro: from Scarface]
You got to be kiddin', hundred?
Who you we are, baggage handlers?
The goin' rate on a boat, is a a night, man
You know that (first you got to your way up to 500, cedigo)
Ok, what I did for you guys in Freedomtown, what was

Return of the kid, with the axe
All I know is real detail, coke, lasagna and them E
Million dollar merchandise, we on, get ya back
A hundred yukons, we all moving
All my got big rank, pa, Sicily money
Y'all had a bitch that got in Iraq
What's the movement? Superman money in the Ooh
A few dudes who a lotta rules sayin' 'you get it'
Right, wavy hair, all my niggaz is
You off the roof, or jakes see the crib
No snitchin', this Amityville
Might fuck around, get caught, or shot down, play
Yeah, here they come, sizin' up, you know my status
is raw way, lookin' in his eyes, and he butt
Yo, what's happenin'? I heard you got the back, captain
Yup, all niggaz is dead, unless they team something
He felt the generals plans, recognize, we all out
I throw three in his man
Had the slick look, looking all up
Don't get it twisted, nigga we'll swiss you up, what?

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

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

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