Luyện nghe bài hát Clipse Of Doom

[Ghostface
Aiyyo, turn those lights while I'm recording!
Matter 'fact y'all niggaz get the out the room, G!
Straight up! Sipping on bullshit Budweiser!
Nah'mean yo.. Fuck you too nigga!
'Kind of you got on motherfucker, Capris?!
Bitch ass nigga, go get ya done!
Eat a nigga!

1]
Catch me in the 80's
Old Mercedes with a brand new baby glock
Right from my Lady's with two bodies on it
Capricorn,
Lost so much blood, these bitch niggaz in periods
They say I be the role, like 'Pac in Juice
And only with fly bitches that get fly and boost
And ears be chandelliers, lit up like a lamp, Who cares?!
They cooch is fierce, the only thing is hairs
right y'all, if a rap nigga say my name I'm a fight y'all
Fuck a state, light
My status, irrelevant
My man got the big rap that's outweighing two elephants
Jumbo shits from New
Players and that bit off Fiends
Quick, switch with the hands, Powder blue wally's is dyed, bally's is mean
Kid, of y'all motherfuckers fuck with my team, Uh!

Trife Da God]
Aiyyo we the live niggaz heat on the street corners
Sic the beasts on you, turning mothers to
Money launderers, neighborhood coroners, place in bags
Tango with Cash, Cocaine jacks
"Kings of the Hill", out to like propane gas
Package the raw, Theodore, We got the on smash
we cut from the same cloth
Big ready to bang off
Slide off the and take the rings off!

2]
We the weight of four Synagogues
Jelly'd uptown in them down rented cars
Going mad 'em
Milk cash, tecks, hood rats, sexin 'em
crew, little dudes, please!, I was reppin 'em
Niggaz come through (word)
Thats when the block was like wallpaper, loved sticking niggaz like crazy
happened, God forbid don't be around!
The Bag Lady will you and let off in the next town!
She struck two times, get caught, good luck blood, it ain't no
Blow a hockey hole in the back of your spine
She put two cut up mirrors in the place of your
So when the look they see theyselves, they all gonna die
Its the tale of the crips and bloods, and thugs
Get your face bashed in on the rug
on note I'm a say peace!
Theodore! Word to Darryl teeth!

3]
Yo, Ayo I'll break bone in your wrist
Smack you in the back of your head on the block while you holding your
My semi, they it the crouching tiger
A hundred bowls of Total is trash, because my lead eat fibers
Peel your potato Arriada
On the day of death people had candles but couldnt find no lighter
Fuck your marrow! fuck hood!
You ain't a legend like me!
Blake holding the Dynasty
I muffle motherfuckers up meineke
and write a thousand bar verse that all rhymes "eat"
Jewel theif, Shizzam bangles, in the vault
And desserts mad heavy into salt treats
Im the taste in Bush's mouth,
Afghanistan missions, gun training in the grassy
niggaz off by the Red Sea
And did it all for Ghost, on caffeine!