Luyện nghe bài hát Baggage Handlers

(featuring Rhymes)

sample from Scarface]
You got to be kiddin', five
Who you think we are, 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 detail, coke, lasagna and them E pills
Million merchandise, we on, get ya groove back
A hundred yukons, we all moving
All my soldiers got big rank, pa, Sicily
had a bitch that got pregnant in Iraq
What's the movement? Superman in the Ooh building
A few who make a lotta rules sayin' 'you get it'
Right, hair, all my niggaz is polic'
You stay off the roof, or see the crib
No snitchin', this Amityville
Might fuck around, get caught, or shot down, play
Yeah, they come, sizin' them up, you know my status
This is raw way, lookin' in his eyes, and he
Yo, what's I heard you got the streets back, captain
Yup, all niggaz is dead, unless they team clappin'
He felt the generals plans, recognize, we all out
I might throw in his man
Had the slick look, all Cubaned up
Don't get it twisted, nigga we'll swish you up, what?

[Chorus: (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, stay out my business, you gon' see us (Yo, it's Link 2, motherfucker)
For all them real Rule Everything Around Me
Niggaz get y'all stee up (Yo, it's Cuban 2, motherfucker)

The kid that endorse Maxmaris, shorty support
Take your sweatpants off, fix your
Four hundred nineteen ounces, out in Long
Twelve bitches that's real, who not scared of housing
Yes, throw on them raccoon, chinchilla
Let it drag on my boots, the burned leather
Jog through the of the building, drop the L
Got the scope on nosey ass mother, fuckin' up sales
Forty karat locked in, bowtie, chillin' at the party
Yo, Chef, coat, got it poppin'
Coming soon, Purple Tape, circle up the let 'em know I'm back
Four 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 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
Flipped them a claren, the front, like the Jag like the store

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