Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Club Remix

[Intro: Joe
and gentlemen!
Frequency, I
The new fight club up in this (Slaughterhouse)
We go by the of Slaughterhouse
We outta here, only one
No rule, no

I]
Joey, no rules, gunshots, no
No jewels, say I got robbed
I'm wearin my bling
And fuck first class, I fly standin on Virgin wing
Nuts hang, down skyscrapers
Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the dream
Make it rain, I Pacman Jones
Nigga, and my word all a black man owns

Budden]
If you in that zone, how you figure to gain?
Can't a 300 in another nigga lane
Better aim, you dealin with a split

[Crooked I] That's Long Beach cause we on some 7-10

Ortiz]
I've nice since "227" man, shit
I am and I'm never gettin better, that's it
(Slaughterhouse) me somethin sharp to sever that prick
Like a group broke up I will dismember clique

Da 5'9"]
I'm a veteran, remember shit
We some internet rappers, why you on our internet dicks?
We'll be when it's war callin
Either we high or we fly or the floor
I'm a Tommy gun it no best
The rap game like a St. Louis verses New York battle, won
A bunch of 2's and 3's like zone defense

[Joe
[sighs] Please get at dudes Ortiz (nah, you 'em)
up won't stop, can't stop, thank pops
Hard-headed, hit a wall first like a bank shot
Get it clear a cokehead's a line
between friend or foe, won't let the shit
This fiscal year stay hot buzzin
with dudes that help me shoot like cousin
Walk in my and your feet get callous
from Jersey to Caesars Palace
I speak with malice to make sure the street gets salvaged
Real talk, would all us be without it?
Slaughterhouse no - too many dudes
Tyson tried to leave they team and went nowhere

I]
Like Tyson Chandler in the past niggaz on some
Royce, tell Preme I got a full (whoa!)
used to run when they saw Suge's face
Faster than Joey and Joell in a foot
Now you ask me where the incident place
Don't check the internet, check hood
You dealin some intelligent creatures
I don't touch guns, I with telekinesis
No on Crooked's mag
I'm mixed with and bad like the Goodfellas and Jesus
First and Jay made it
I'll leave a bandanna at your murder and make it related
The bitch at the Shonie's told me

[Joell
Ortiz, I'm the one and
Pick a spot, I apart you dudes who pick a part
This ain't a movie, I feel bad lookin at a pic of 'Pac
Niggaz hearts sparked every time I give a arc
to my wrist and it twists like a spliff when I'm in the park
Tall corny ain't makin a bigger mark
I'll boost drugs, what I got 'em runnin to get a NARC
You unlucky, you in a tank with a shark
crooked like my dog who just finished a vicious bark

Da 5'9"]
Flick a through your top hat
Weak you cannot rap; Freq', where the drop at?
Now you mad at Tahiry cause your ass ain't
Get it nigga? Your "ass" famous
Quit talkin 'bout me ya ass ain't dangerous
They call me Hustler because my mag heinous
up to Detroit thinkin (Everybody Love) you
And I'ma and show you that ya ass ain't (Raymond)
Dumbin every me fuckin bitches
the cops after a murder, they cummin/comin every time
Shell-toes and Wissam jacket, the
Still pushin elbows a linebacker
And y'all
My bitches on my worldwide watch, I call it the broadband

[Outro: I]
SLAUGHTERHOUSE!
know what it is man