Luyện nghe bài hát Criminology - Raekwon

Intro: Raekwon (plus sample of Montana having an argument)

"I told you a long ago you fuckin little monkey
not to ME."
"Hey hey, who the FUCK you you goin for huh?!"
"Who the you think I am your fuckin dough-boy?"
"You go to war?... Wanna go to war, OK?"

up on half a mil, we build
Get real God, taking you on one Son
Uhh, Julio
CREAM like that nigga

Verse Ghostface Killer

Yo, of all son, peep the arson
Many brothers I be sparkin and mad light inside the dark
Call me dough snatcher, just the for the rapture
I handglide, holdin on strong, to capture
Extravagant, RZA bake the track and militant
Then I react, like a convict, and start killin
It's manifested, the Gods work like
in my cypher I revolve around sciences
The ninth chamber, nigga trapped my hallway
You try to flee but you got smoked up by the (blaow! blaow! blaow!)
No question, I send your ass back, 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 around me as you can see
Swallow this murder one verse God degree
Then analyze my soundtrack for
You adapt like a flashback reaction

Verse Two: Raekwon the

a minute son...
AK's black bust like seventy Macs
I'm all that, street niggaz my steez black
Ron G, you he coincide with me see
Marvelous, fo' Society
But anyway, toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost
I max the most through the nose
Phonograph put me on top
'Lo wears, and Tommy Hil fly shit with a
The witty unpredictable live shit, drive by
Do or die shit, I'll take your lie and
And then you know I'm runnin through the foul
Four-toothed child was
The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you it, one love kid
No I'm not a nid
Too much to get for what six niggaz got
stuck, and the nigga was truck
Yo fuck that, rap
Speakers stay jet black in the flyest Ac
Nigga... it!

Outro:

Much love go to New City
All my Tommy Hil ice niggaz