Luyện nghe bài hát Firewater

That's how the east side gets down, up

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

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

Yo, control this rap like
Half-Mongolian, it, you owe me in
'em like linoleum, yeah
Lex, diamonds, shinin' like you
929'n, glass, time to play that ass
Whirlwinds of French, come movin'
Time to pull again, the shell

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

rock those, much land discoveries
Chrome rims, bubbly
Who livin' lovely, half a 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 stash
Joey baggin' up cracks, one love, give 'em Jeep bags, Kid

We get knots, like stockbrokers who own
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 the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast kids
Ain't no myth in this, shit's
I'll pistol-whip you with my Smith and
'Cuz my investin' was rappers to heaven
me an erection
You need protection the smooth assassin'

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

You want to this, so really?
I'll make one call and have the WU comin' on the ferry
I'm very and well connected
I puff an L Method, then try to
Decide who's next to his neck slit
So respected and admired the boss, your lost
Wu Tang, your squad, vaya con Dios

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

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

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

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

Yo, I'm all about business and
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 wrong I'm a funny
But when it come to money, son, I'm not the one to laugh
I'm after for what cash can bring me
Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh at

to Ringling Brothers believe them others
You's the best, yet, and
I'm investin' mils on a hunch lunch
Puffin' on a Chesterfield, who wants to
The real
I'm at the in Los Angeles
hits with an anonymous philanthropist
Spanish kids, close to God, like
Choppin' niggas up and makin'

Big shout to my man Raekwon, word is