Luyện nghe bài hát Fish

These are the men who the crime families of America
I control 26,000 men. Except for dope, we in all aspects
Of organized crime. And if one thing I'm sure of
It's that drugs destroy your mind and your home
In the end it'll only lead our into ruin

We eat fish, toss salads and rap ballads
The slanglord'll throw the Arabs
In the dope fiend, vocal switch laser beams
My triple sevens broke the slot out in Queens
Grey Poupon is Revlon rap, pawns, swing like batons
Most my niggas smoke like Hillshire
Check the sole, underneath my shoe lies the tap
That bow-legged bitches with wide horse gaps
In steel mills Iron he'll the blow on duns
You run errands, Primatene is afraid of my lungs
Turn my channel, it'll blow your whole bench off the
Like eighty roman candles that backfired then you
day is like a video shoot, check this shit
I take it back to Playboy, stash guns in
Picture afro picks, kabobs and dashikis
Thousands marched, raised their fists in early sixties

Now check this one, you must have been stupid to this one
Donna shogun-ing a ton of fashion
Destination be the one, I step past one
Don't make me one, I'm cold like eskimo flow
villain stay chillin' take shots of penicillin
Clean out and let the out, she fiend to blow out
But I'm equipped with mad white, Morris The Rap got nine
I'll take a few hundred dollar dives
And then I never go down
Until the last I shine
RZA do his thing motherfucker, I'mma do mine

Now, where I from cats be carrying, marrying drug money
up your wife, get four to life
Cream we handling, Midtown scrambling
and examine the fly shit, plus quick to buy shit
Chef, yeah, you know the whole astral
Fidel Castro suits depositing cash rule
Big time, play it like wine
RZA's divine now, the sacredness of true mind
Now let's get colorful money green
roller coaster, Sosa, million dollar nigga roaster
Yeah God, be having my whole laced
Now let's rap a taste, dots, aim Glocks, train stop
Figaro fly jewelin', tri-color
Swerving we'll pow with Germans in
Twenty-four with vests on, my own restaurant
Dons my sons membership forms
And still getting this scraper
Fake gators from Jamaica, be passing like Lakers
And it be coming Lex Louis Rich Liberace
Fetus style and goals like hockey