Luyện nghe bài hát Fish

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

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

Now check this one, you must been stupid to miss this one
Donna flip a ton of fashion
Destination be the cash one, I step one
make me blast one, I'm cold like eskimo flow
Cappa villain stay chillin' shots of penicillin
Clean out and let the out, she fiend to blow out
But I'm equipped with mad white, The Rap got nine lives
take a few hundred thousand dollar dives
And then I still never go
the last round I shine
When RZA do his thing motherfucker, do mine

Now, where I from cats be carrying, marrying drug money
Fuck up your wife, get four to
Cream we handling, niggas scrambling
Move and examine the fly shit, plus quick to buy
Chef, yeah, you know the gods astral
Fidel Castro suits plus cash rule
Big time, play it like Canadian
RZA's divine now, the of one's true mind
Now let's get colorful like green
roller coaster, Sosa, million dollar nigga roaster
Yeah God, be having my steez laced
Now let's rap a taste, connect dots, aim Glocks, stop
Figaro fly jewelin', Cubans
Swerving we'll pow with Germans in
Twenty-four niggas with vests on, my own
Dons sending my sons forms
And still this paper scraper
Fake gators from Jamaica, wizards be passing like
And it be from Lex Louis Rich Liberace
Fetus style and blocking like hockey