Luyện nghe bài hát Bulletproof Diaries

[Intro:
Sit in the chair, yeah,
Uh-huh,
Sit my alligator jacket on the
Let that shit around, what up Game?
How are you my
get this money, you heard?

[The Game (Raekwon) - 1]
in zip duffle bags, shotgun shells
My killas gorillas, niggaz see 'em with gazelles
ass niggaz, go hang wit' Pharrell
Tryin' to be a Cowboy, you catch bullets Terrell
Owens, call it T.O., he leakin' a project sink
Busted open like a hot dog
Bing, it gave me to think yeah, I did my fuckin' prison thing
Came out still on point, like the RZA
I'm from but my inkpen live in Queens
Rep the dub like Wu-Tang, and I got Bees (Respect)
Black Wall Mafia, new Genevieves
Got a dollars say LeBron don't win a ring (Word?)
I Kobe, I be on the floor, Kobe!
You know a nigga that can score 81? me
I got a Link to a fuckin' O.G.
And nigga you're too close, the fuck, you tryna blow me? (Back up)
This the face off (Respect the don) all in the charm
(Iced out) you be? (The strip club throwin' ones)
Where you from? (New York, where you from?)
(Big sharks) Me too (Swimmin' in a of ones)

[Interlude:
Yeah nigga, man
Goin to take you to go buy some gold golf clubs nigga
In the

[Raekwon (The Game) - 2]
the face off (Respect the dons, hundred thousand on the arms)
Son where you be? (Under trees stayin' warm)
(Who you be?) Raekwon, who is (Amaz-on)
I'ma it (Compton) Staten (Till the day's done)

[Interlude:
Geah, frontin' on us nigga, like
It's like a nigga in Afghanistan to go get some oil nigga
You gon' fuck around and get head burnt

- Verse 3]
I'm a New York dinosaur, Staten artifact
Hip hop's never dead, the Cuban gave 'em attacks
Sleep in the woods, cats come from under the V's
wrong, course I'm clappin'
Keep it movin' homeboy, the macs actin'
Spit in your face, go lil' baby rappers
Can't with us convicts, Stat-lands
It's like actions, die right with traction
It's Wall Street and two gunnys
Slammers is chunky, yeah, me and my Red Monkeys
Silverback sales are few donkeys, all of us comfy
your head off like lunch meat
Chef in the game run the
Take over the world little girl, better out our brunch meetin'
Fuck they paper their gun squeezin'
Off top, leak from the cop, them nigga jumped, is front season

[Interlude:
Yo, man yo man
Let these niggaz man f'real man
We man
They be readin our autobiographies in a minute, ya heard?

[The Game (Raekwon) - 4]
(Yo what if I was from Compton?) What if I was Staten?
I'd be King Kong knockin the buildings in Manhattan
(Gorilla warfare) Shootouts, block shit
Westcoast assassin on some real 2Pac
My style's smokin' like, after a spit
Game get the Blood money, fuck and pop Cris'
like it's New Year's, cause this a new year
Look at the tracks, either Bigfoot or The Game been here
The Benjamins won't stop, and neither would a chrome
I a fire-breathin' dragon with a dome shot
through your hood in a Chevy Malibu, on stocks
We had a meetin' before we got here, and gon' pop
Heads gon' roll, gon' spill
Fitted caps gettin' peeled like the chrome on the
Got a half a mill', say your won't heal
I declare war, who gon' deal?

Raekwon]
Yeah, y'all know time it is man
"Bulletproof Diary" nigga, for
Many may read man
A lot of niggaz might not make it home, you
We speak for the ones man, for the churchmen man
All real general niggaz man
All niggaz that's out there man
get no rest or none of that man, for real
The Chef nigga, Game baby?
I you, ya heard? Superman lover over here for you baby
You know how we do it, we go all over the fuckin man
Get a lot of bread man, word up, hun'ned my
We you to Boca Chica or some'n man, knahmsayin?
Sip on some motherfuckin, Don or some'n, y'knahmsayin?
With two foul rings on,
Couple of Guatemalians wit us
Half Guatemala, half nigga
Niggaz seen them colors man [fades out]