Luyện nghe bài hát Heart to Heart

Fuck that shit
Do shit
Fuck niggas...

up playboy
Nigga, you you're thing
Nigga, go

[Raekwon]
Yeah, fake duels
Any real niggas baby moves
Pay dues, bitches who relate rock yo
Damn, niggas stay frontin
Tryin' to hollywoodize the
But sayin nothin

Yo, material, contact Merial kid
She cell weight, bust gun material
Fast like splash and rice, stash wife
Curry, chicken, and crime on my right
I'm extra large
Threw y'all faggot niggas in the
and now y'all niggas ain't feelin
Love is a from my family
Cream Team Incorporated, Wu-Tang is what you plan to be
Oh yeah, in here, say yeah
Do it like yeah, starvin niggas rocks in they ears
Black down hat with the beak up, what
You need to wilin, the fam won't speak up
Toast, the official niggas on post
Yellin out "how ya Ghost," rich he supposed
Now I'm talkin this one
Don't make me one paw
Its all about and get rich son
Steal a nigga yo, collect yo
Could lock a bank up, IRS can suck straight up
Had dosche, oil of olay, play lay
??? a cheap shit, crush them niggas clay
Van Damn hammers, Jaguar, cameras
The shit, seeing what you're plan was
Made niggas go platinum
I made y'all niggas happen
Lets for cash captain
Remember, the giant on the set
Lyin on you're dick, play for real take it of'ya ex
Thats right I'm hungry, go out to y'all alumni
Faggot niggas dead
Yeah, I'm hatin, waitin
The culture of nation
You lay Bay Boy since '88, leanin on me
Turnin iceberg into laundry
Been taught a whole
This technician opponents
Flow is llike Ronin, the
My gun blew store up
Allah you our god, translating to the god
Lewis Rich slash on the credit card
Me, Bird, Binkie, Santana, bad the hammer
My dun power a hundred grand up
Words from the Martin Luther King
We burn versus then 'em out Fed Ex, fast service

The tailor king of New York
Designer walk, Prince of
sales stock broke and hotels
Playa hyply, them niggas me
my style politely, thats like fightin whitey
Here we go again lord, aboard
Stevie Wonder
>From here to UK, movin on broad
Speak through Ninex, go ahead and rhyme dun
Runnin up on nine vets, minds rep, we run your
All on, see on lights, movin like Deion
The eagle on scream on all y'all bitches
The Blair rich nigga vision, comprehension
Listen, its called slang
Connect dots, niggas is you can't see us
Y'all select cops, screamin bars on your drops yo
Damn, what the world of
A nigga buy a chain and he think he a
Here drink a (*ppppsssshhhh*)
Major niggas call it, y'all is like a bar
I'm the war paw, straight up assorted
Yo, just a bark the tree of life
ain't eatin right
Give 'em a and let 'em see the light

Chorus: x3

...Ain't nothin