Luyện nghe bài hát Belt Holders

[Intro: Ghostface
Yeah, uh-huh, yo, yo

[Ghostface
Portable DATs, headphones
El Dorado's, dollar bottles, get blown
Diplomat Willie's, Jackson chicks, dusted out Blondie
Slide me, we wrote the bowl, we the magnets
Man handling mics, wool scarves, Evil Knievel bikes, I like in my rice
Circus money, the Staten Island funnies
seven, Shallah rock, lotto's and the gumby
Tri-boro, fly negro, rap for
Do it for cee-lo games, cases, battle for
Million dollar cribs, gamble those wit ribs, yes he did
Life is wonderful, fly rooms, brass brooms
Catch me in the city of Watts, dusted out with Doc
Slide you, thirty six to the hip, you Neo
Sock it to me G.O., the we spot V.O.
at the handball session, white Wimbledon's
Send them, my throat is the top for men
Rap graduate, seen the needles that was used by dopes
Fuck around and get rocked for three
And your bitch ass alligators
I see you on stage, throw out the gauge, my man's dough made us

Aiyo, guns, mad ounces, colorful whips
Slapped up bouncers,
like a unit, fly fragrance, faceless
Rarely out of spaceships, many got lynched
We all pornographic, taylor made
Leanin' on walls, leather's on, ballers
Benz lenses, sprayin' out of sixes, Christmas money
Vicious consolidated rip bitches
The rich of black, skyscraper paper
Wu belt makers, show & prove all my shit match
Tri-colored diamonds, foreign five
All of iron, Swiss cheese, yea, big boy, we giants