Luyện nghe bài hát Baggage Handlers

(featuring Rhymes)

[Intro: sample Scarface]
You got to be kiddin', five
Who you we are, baggage handlers?
The rate on a boat, is a thousand 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 kitchen kid, 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 crack
All my got big rank, pa, Sicily money
Y'all had a bitch got pregnant in Iraq
What's the movement? money in the Ooh building
A few dudes who make a lotta rules 'you get it'
Right, wavy hair, all my is polic'
You off the roof, or jakes see the crib
No snitchin', this Amityville
Might fuck around, get caught, or shot down, position
Yeah, here they come, sizin' them up, you my status
is raw way, lookin' in his eyes, and he butt
Yo, happenin'? I heard you got the streets back, captain
Yup, all niggaz is dead, unless they team clappin'
He the generals plans, recognize, we going all out
I throw three in his man
Had the slick look, all Cubaned up
Don't get it twisted, nigga we'll swiss you up, what?

Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)]
From all day to morn', noon,
Recognize we gotta (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, out my business, you gon' see us (Yo, it's Cuban Link 2, motherfucker)
For all them real Cash Rule Around Me
Niggaz get stee up (Yo, it's Cuban Link 2, motherfucker)

The kid that endorse Maxmaris, show support
Take your off, fix your mascara
Four hundred nineteen ounces, out in Long
Twelve strong bitches that's real, who not scared of
Yes, throw on them raccoon, feathers
Let it drag on my boots, the burned leather
Jog through the back of the building, the L
Got the scope on your nosey ass mother, up sales
Forty karat in, bowtie, chillin' at the Democrat party
Yo, Chef, your coat, got it
Coming soon, Purple Tape, circle up the let 'em know I'm back
Four hundred bricks, and yup, the 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 anything out
The ring is mine, you can Roy
That's when I was hit the call, your whole motto is get tour
rap owner, you will rip all
Live the pope, and get a big hall
them a claren, the front, like the Jag back like the store

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