Luyện nghe bài hát Criminology

"I told you a long time ago you fuckin' little not to fuck me"
"Hey hey, who the fuck you think you for huh?"
"Who the fuck you think I am, fuckin' door boy?"
"You wanna go to war? go to war, okay?"

up on half a mil, we build
Get real God, taking you on one son
Uhh, Julio
Making cream like that

Yo, of all son, peep the arson
Many brothers I be sparkin' and mad light inside the dark
Call me dough snatcher, the brother for the rapture
I glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture

Extravagant, RZA bake the track and militant
Then I react, like a convict, and killin' shit
It's manifested, the Gods work appliances
Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around

The 9th chamber, leave you trapped my hallway
You try to but you got smoked up by the doorway
No question, I send ass back, right to the essence
Your whole is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'

While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked loops
Throwin' niggaz off airplanes 'cause cash
Everything me black, as you can see
Swallow this murder one verse God degree

Then analyze my soundtrack for
You like a flashback chain reaction

Just a minute son, AK's black bust like seventy Macs
I'm all that, niggaz knowin' my steez black
Ron G, you know he coincide me see
Marvelous, fo' society

But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts ghost
I max the most shotguns the nose
hip hop put me on top
'Lo wears, and Tommy Hil fly shit with a

The witty unpredictable live shit, by shit
Do or die shit, I'll take your lie and
And you know, I'm runnin' through the penal, foul
toothed child was wild

The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know it, one kid
No I'm not a bid
Too much to get for 'cause six niggaz got
Stuck, and the chain was truck

Yo that, Criminology rap
Speakers stay jet black floatin' in the Ac'
Nigga, it, yeah

Much go to New York City
All my Tommy Hil' ice rockin'