Luyện nghe bài hát Criminology - Raekwon

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

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

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

Verse One: Killer

Yo, of all son, peep the arson
Many brothers I be sparkin and bustin mad light the dark
Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the
I handglide, holdin on strong, hard to
Extravagant, RZA bake the and it's militant
Then I react, like a convict, and start killin
It's manifested, the Gods work appliances
Dealin in my cypher I revolve sciences
The ninth chamber, nigga trapped my hallway
You try to but you got smoked up by the doorway (blaow! blaow! blaow!)
No question, I send ass back, right to the essence
Your whole is smothered in dirt, now how you restin
While be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops
Throwin niggaz off cause CASH RULES
around me black as you can see
Swallow this one verse like God degree
Then analyze my for satisfaction
You adapt like a flashback chain

Verse Two: Raekwon the

Just a son...
AK's black bust back like seventy
I'm all that, street niggaz knowin my black
Ron G, you he coincide with me see
Marvelous, Menace fo'
But anyway, let's toast, champagne with Ghost
I max the most through the nose
hip-hop put me on top
'Lo wears, and Tommy Hil fly shit with a
The witty unpredictable shit, drive by shit
Do or die shit, take your lie and shit
And you know I'm runnin through the penal foul
Four-toothed was wild
The old lady snitched, but it, you know 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 floating in the flyest Ac
Nigga... it!

Outro:

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