Luyện nghe bài hát Belt Holders

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

Killah]
Portable DATs, headphones
El Dorado's, thousand bottles, get blown
Diplomat Willie's, Millie Jackson chicks, dusted out
Slide me, we wrote the bowl, we take the
Man mics, wool scarves, Evil Knievel bikes, I like eggs in my rice
Circus money, read the Staten Island
Eighty seven, Shallah rock, lotto's and the
Tri-boro, fly negro, rap for
Do it for cee-lo games, cases, for bitches
dollar cribs, grandfather gamble those wit ribs, yes he did
Life is wonderful, fly rooms, brass brooms
Catch me in the city of Watts, dusted out Doc Doom
you, thirty six to the hip, you need Neo
Sock it to me G.O., the we spot V.O.
Live at the session, white Wimbledon's
Send them, my is the top session for men
Rap graduate, seen through the needles was used by dopes
around and get rocked for three notes
And fuck your ass alligators
When I see you on stage, out the gauge, my man's dough made us

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