Luyện nghe bài hát Heart to Heart

Fuck shit Raekwon
Do shit
Fuck niggas...

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

[Raekwon]
Yeah, fake duels
Any niggas baby make moves
Pay dues, bitches who relate rock yo
Damn, niggas stay frontin
Tryin' to the realness
But ain't sayin

Yo, bagel material, Merial kid
She cell weight, bust gun material
Fast splash and rice, stash you're wife
Curry, chicken, and bitches on my right
I'm extra large
Threw y'all faggot in the game
and now y'all niggas ain't ours
Love is a message from my
Cream Team Incorporated, Clan is what you plan to be
Oh yeah, ladies in here, say
Do it like yeah, starvin fake rocks in they ears
down hat with the beak up, unique what
You need to stop wilin, the fam speak up
Toast, the most official niggas on
Yellin out "how ya nigga Ghost," rich he
Now I'm just this one
Don't make me one paw
Its all enterprisin and get rich son
a nigga yo, collect currency yo
Could a bank up, IRS can suck dick straight up
Had dosche, oil of olay, play lay
??? a cheap shit, crush them niggas like
Van Damn hammers, Jaguar, cameras
The little shit, seeing what you're was
Made niggas go platinum
I made y'all niggas flow
Lets for cash captain
Remember, the giant on the set
Lyin on you're dick, for real take it care of'ya ex
Thats right I'm hungry, this go out to y'all
Faggot niggas wrong
Yeah, I'm hatin, waitin
The culture of this
You lay Bay Boy since '88, leanin on me
Turnin money into laundry
Been a whole country
technician bash opponents
Flow is llike Ronin, the
My gun your store up
Allah you our god, translating to the god
Lewis Rich slash signatures on the credit
Me, Bird, Binkie, Santana, bad with the
My dun through a hundred grand up
Words from the Martin Luther version
We burn versus then 'em out Fed Ex, fast service

The tailor made of New York
Designer walk, Prince of
Hundred sales stock and hotels
hyply, them niggas dislikin me
Challenge my style politely, thats like fightin
Here we go lord, climb aboard
Stevie Wonder
>From here to UK, movin on your
Speak through Ninex, go and rhyme next dun
up on nine vets, minds rep, we run your projects
All on, see on lights, movin like Deion
The on plus scream on all y'all bitches
The Blair Witch rich vision, comprehension
Listen, its slang optimism
Connect dots, is large you can't see us
Y'all cops, screamin niggas bars on your drops yo
Damn, what the became of
A nigga buy a and he think he a thug
Here drink a (*ppppsssshhhh*)
niggas call it, y'all niggas is like a bar
I'm the war paw, straight up assorted
Yo, just a from the tree of life
Niggas eatin right
Give 'em a taste and let 'em see the

Repeat x3

...Ain't sayin