Luyện nghe bài hát Heard It All Before

[Intro: Ghostface
Yes, yes, we like to you
You are the 77th
You know you just won a pair of Theodore drawers and all
How do you feel about that? (Oh my God, that is good daddy I ya'll)
Yeah, that's right baby, no doubt... right now, his is Ghostface
Check this out right here, it's new, word up

Killah]
I'm the Mighty Joe of rap
Live off of mighty gold, tongue and
be amazed how I brought it back
Two porsche's, big ass ranch with horses
Scarface breeze when I speak, the all
the jewelry so truck, the cuffs get you nauseous
Two years, through like six divorces
Now the talking put my in the street, but
I'm cement, I rock when I step
Kill music with no hands and leave no weed stuff
Like my bitches better they wore Reebok's
See hot, have a toast, I verbally bomb deacons
Have the whole church praying for
When we speak we sermons, and switch our names over permits
The big shit, you might get burned
fly automobiles with grills
Two thousand, fifteen, nigga, we can off the wheel
A Georget Jetson, so sit still
Chill, to Queens, so the God Allah reel's reel
the takeover, breaks over, make something
For funny ass package, who want, and a over
Monster bangels, bojangles got the forty cocked all angles
Fuck a rope nigga, my gold hang you
Danish darts, language arts, slanger you
motherfucka...

[Chorus: Killah]
All you is poor...
All of fushu, I got gats, Ghostface that
But your rhymes ain't workin' now, look hurtin' now
I had to you down, I had to shut you down

Killah]
Welcome to Saturday Night Live, write
on beats, and we high from the police
The dogs bark funny, in fact, I'm clean
They can mark money, truck and mad bummy
Off the peter, grab shoots, Cerebel
Gats, pull out the mack on cancer, the
I bag AIDS, word to the U.S.
There's no to panic, yo, we been through a phase
Like, namebelts, got the fronts in Alfa
Tent the patrol niggas, that we had on a
I play on niggas stop and go
And tell the other that Don pop more
And told Mercury she a hot ho
Me, I'm just thinkin' bout next for Ghost
The Enterprise worth billions, delay
To Africa, home away, the six
Turn, Siskel and Ebert givin' two
New York Times it my best work, bump to it
You can Rolling Stone every bone, and kill 'em at the
Have 'em sit down, polly the top five families
Blocka-blocka, boom, now they all
Now I'm the only one gettin' that bread, that's
And the only one rockin' threads
See these cowards let the lead go to they head

[Hook: Ghostface
I needed to scream on all ya'll bitches,
But the more you my style, the more I learn
Your rhymes ain't workin' now, look who's now
I had to shut you down, I had to shut you

Ghostface Killah]
God, yeah, party
You are now to the sounds of Ghost Radio
777 F.M. and all that, no
real right about now, yeah
The dance is packed and all that
Everything lookin' glory, I see
I see in the air, yo, put your hands in the air
Come one, let me you see Theodore, "Theodore"
Theodore, "Theodore", yeah,
was chunky and all that
No doubt, but yo, Staten Island at?
Where ya'll at? Make noise, yo, yo, come on
Yeah, me out
Check-check-checkin' me out, on
Take-take-take-takin' me out, take-take-takin' me out
on baby, take me out, uh-huh, yeah, no doubt, no doubt