Luyện nghe bài hát Criminology - Raekwon

Intro: Raekwon (plus sample of Tony 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 fuck you I am your fuckin dough-boy?"
"You wanna go to war?... go to war, OK?"

Comin up on half a mil, we
Get God, taking you on another one Son
Uhh, Julio
Makin CREAM that nigga

Verse One: Ghostface

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

Two: Raekwon the Chef

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

Outro:

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