Luyện nghe bài hát Can It All Be So Simple (remix)

Intro: Raekwon,

So it kid, youknowhatI'msayin? Right here, lights out
Yo yo up let me talk to this cat
Yo kid, Starks, whattup?
Ay ay, whassup? baby?
Ay yo yo yo kid, ay yo yo
I just seen this kid there over there, right over there
while you're, while you're that shit
I know he ain't down your team

Don't know, sk-skinny lookin, big-head nigga, youknowhatI'msayin?
That nigga ain't fuckin with heads
YO SON, I seen five fiends around a nigga Son
Fuck, we gotta, we go
C'mon fuckit, let's go there, I'ma show this nigga right
Hold up wait up wait up, jiggy
Three deep

Think niggaz don't know what the goin on
Come on, on, right over here
on
There they go, there
That's right there kid
cat?
up
Aiyyo
You're right him
What the fuck is you doin man Huh?
[The you talkin to?]
to you man!
Talkin to you
ain't talkin to me]
What the you talkin about?
Yo, open your hand man, what the is that in your hand man?
Huh?]
*fight
*smack* What the fuck, the I say?
c'mere! C'mere!
Motherfu...

Yeah my shit, my shit
Get up
Yo grab nigga, grab him
fires*
Yo shit! *gun fires* Move Son! Move! *gun fires repeatedly* move!
Go ahead! Get him! Ohh shit!
Ohh shit, ohh shit, yo
Yo man, yo Son I'm hit
Man Son, I'm hit
Yo
Son I'm hit
Damn Son, you Son, bad Son
Aiyyo grab this grab take this take this
Take this take this, I'ma go over to God's house 'fore the cops
I'ma this shit away man
Go ahead Son, go ahead Son, just go
Man that, man seventeen Son
Yo Son
Get the outta here man
Son
Go ahead man, I'm go ahead
Hold shit Son
Yo, go ahead go ahead, nigga try to me man...

Intro: Raekwon the

It's the Son
Can it be, act you know
it

Verse One: Ghostface

Yo, check happened out of state
I'm knocking off a half-a-cake Cash Rule, at a fast rate
I the black dust kept my hands clutched, I'm fallin in lust
Spore plush I played my like a royal flush
Baggy jeans, Wallabee Clarks, pretty
I put it in him, shot up in him, deadly
I around the big time bosses
Illegal exchange thoughts, showing love to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, like Cagney, and
Chef had that bitch slippin in Macy's
I dose off, a flashback on how I got trapped
and got like Papsy in a mob flick I got hit
Stumblin my neck to the God's rest
Opened burgundy blood colored my Guess
trauma, black teen headed for surgery
Can it be an out of state nigga to murder me?
I stayed in Job Corp, but now I'm a outlaw
Ray Cartegna, carry a nigga

{Can it be it was all so simple then?}
Dedicated to the and Earths
to babies who came feet first
Dedicated to Up North and state
Dedicated to rich niggaz who weights
Dedicated to projects with black
Dedicated to man who build

Word up! the fuck yo?
We you on another chamber
up son, you know how we be on it
Yeah it's
these crabs how to rhyme man
I think it's to bless them, word up

First
Yo yo

Verse Two:

It started off on the Island, AK Shaolin niggaz
Old folks scream : the violence!
True layin up yo, watchin crack niggaz
Playin nuff crap games for see?
Back in days, pays in mad ways
Sportin Tommy Hil with caves 360
And no searchin for loose ends, now 300 Benz
Mad with mad diamonds
Now the life of the good life, sometimes niggaz act trife
I paid the throughout my hood life
Remember I got blasted, now that's in the kid
God forbid I lay in the
But now I'm all about G-notes, no time for weed, with coke
I wash my out with soap
And I got my act together, 'Lo sweaters and
and fat leather, so whatever, it on

it be that it was all so simple then?}

Yeah, for
material stacked up
Peace to mazes, for
on life
Gold, up y'all
Crazy fly, dedication, to my
Word up, peace to all my brothers I ain't gonna see no more
Peace to brothers on the Island, up
up
Straight up, I you boy, it's on like that
up, word up
Peace to man woman and
up
I got you covered baby, I'm for you
Project, it
Projects one love
Keep your clear, we out of here
We in silence
Bad boys, creating, the muderous stacks for your
Baldheads, braids,
Yo
Fly
It's the remix
For real, the side
The RZA, it
blade sharp
Peace to the
No producer can compare boy
UP
Bring it, battle, all types of shit
For real