Luyện nghe bài hát Firewater

That's how the east side down, word up

4:30 in the morning, Mira, you know what I mean,
Let's get money sorted and counted, word
Know what I mean, dame te culo
me my shit back, Mira, hey yo
Fat Joe and is here now, word
Shine like marbles, diamonds
The remix, add on son, politic for the real

We get knots, like stockbrokers who own
Blast shots for all my niggas who cops
The rich Corleone is here, thousand and one
Corner son, a jack, you be a goner

Yo, this rap like Napoleon
Half-Mongolian, it, you owe me in
Rock 'em like linoleum,
Lex, diamonds, like you rhymin'
929'n, Titanium glass, time to that ass
of French, come movin' intense
Time to pull again, the shell

Well, make 'em yell again, so but I'ma be maxin' in suites
Countin' your paper and your sheeps
Hittin' chick in Jeeps
Miraculously, your faculty, who wanna tackle me?
You jack mack, kidnap 'em for
You got heat, you better pop those
We movin' like gestapos, through potholes

That rock those, land discoveries
Chrome rims, bubbly
Who livin' lovely, a brick to cover me
So dissin' me, come on now G, you's a dime I'm a key
Thun, thun straight out of Sicily, now, back to the crib
Joey Crack up cracks, one love, give 'em Jeep bags, Kid

We get knots, like who own Marriotts
shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, a jack, you be a goner

Word, life, be the infamous
Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the
Run up in your crib, blast kids
Ain't no myth in this, shit's
pistol-whip you with my Smith and Wesson
'Cuz my investin' was rappers to heaven
me an erection
You need protection the smooth assassin'

Who really at action, blastin' mothafuckas
Execution fashion, now who's the fat one that you to hate
Catch you at your wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my 38
It doesn't take to make me restless
Look at my face and definite lose breath
Truck, my face is

You want to test this, so
I'll make one call and have the whole WU on the ferry
I'm very dangerous and connected
I an L with Method, then try to
Decide who's next to fill his neck
So and admired the boss, retired your lost
Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con

We get knots, like who own Marriotts
shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, and one
son, fake a jack, you be a goner

You guys despise like us
Guys like us, disgust Spartacus
You and claim a bust
You lust for a of us, you thrust but can't touch
Plus we far from any of fellas you can trust
Put the on the mic, I biz
to your chest, sound like sweat on my back
We're sex, tight-ass flex
Pretty Pocahontas sweet, like my new Tek

Sis' got curves a GS, 300 Lex
My 95% alcohol, 5% cancer
diamonds, Getty, Lucci, blaze it up like Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is my gut
As I remember my menage au was mired by sluts
I questionmark heart, punctuate your fate
All version predicates, done as well as you pronunciate
In the [unverified], we're gonna break you off the
(West)
Take C.O.s hostage Arab style, no

We get knots, like who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my who splash cops
The rich camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, a jack, you be a goner

Yo, I'm all about and enterprisin'
Advisin' financial advisors on franchisin' the than horizons
Divicin' ideas with master
Movin' on a stash of
we get the cash, then we laugh like miners
Don't get me I'm a funny bastard
But when it come to money, son, I'm not the one to laugh
I'm after for what cash can me brothers
Me and my lovers blast and laugh at hyenas

Back to Ringling Brothers believe them
the best, yet, and still
I'm investin' on a hunch over lunch
Puffin' on a Chesterfield, who to test
The real
I'm at the Sands in Los
Plannin' hits with an philanthropist
Spanish kids, close to God, evangelists
Choppin' niggas up and makin'

Big shout to my man Raekwon, is bond