Luyện nghe bài hát Hellz Wind Staff

So get your egg crashed, by my Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is to tell the news
Like Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lung
His father watched the horror as he his tongue
youth dead, before the age of twenty-one
Left his son to grow, in the of the slums
With a shot go, for twisted metal for cash flow
slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who revenge for his brother
Who got slain summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily
The are deep Son every day is like a rerun
So I reach out and try to one
But eighty-five percent content
No tolerance so a lifetime is
Behind a cage bent out on a park bench
Killer instinct slave rap get lynched

So yo break nigga arm fast as a fuck
Tell Ra, Goldie my beige jacket in his truck
To all you footed penguins, duckin from these
Hot that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian's
Spraying cards ex-pionage, dodgeball square
Strip bars, no bras, wet
And a mink in, next album "Blood on Apron"
Keep a Gambino in your playpen
Discovery Channel, cats the of Daniel
Coke hot as a FUCK swatted bamboo
school dropouts, baseheads get knocked the fuck out
On the regular for robbin a good nigga
Rough cut raw doses, the
Hot rock lava, gringo throw the Gladjé

Ha ha ha ha, yo
you know about this, specialist armed dangerous
Hit you close range this madness
Unique design like a deep dish
The beat kick technique split all your shit
Yes, the rhythm, the
Alone in my level heat it up the boiling point of metal
legend, veteran known to set trend
Lethal weapon, step through your
With the Force Luke Skywalker
author, orchestrate mind torture
Live performer, bit the mic
to insane, I rain firewater
Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court
I got my sword cross your you joke

We on the run the golden guns, get you none
When it reach out and someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by
of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
Commence when I throw darts at these rappers
Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody matress
me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm goin in
Shootin at the top ten, rhyme concoction
like chameleon
All these niggas want cheese, is we mice or men, up
We can go platinum but then, can't get no satisfaction
Once again, back on the block snatchin
backs in cold
Blunted non-assassin, for action, Johnny Unitas
that like arthritis
Still, hold a golden touch like Midas

Drownin in Heinekens imported from Holland
Gettin boosted off of killer bee
Stone get trapped by drum tracks mac loud as gun claps
Pin a crab to death of a thousand thumbtacks
The Wu fold, it bees the Wind Ninja scroll
Soul edged blade controls Interpol
The fig newt', fruit from the forbidden root
I stay secluded in the trainin new recruits
With Fatal Guillotine, the black hooded what it means
When bullets scream from the hot Glock like from a sling
("Sometimes...") Pushed through like George Bush Whoops
Shots get popped on the block cause blood to gush
From to analog, the Wu-Wear camoflogue
The squad we stompin through Zanzibar
Like of cattle, RZA plays the wall like a shadow
Connectin Brooklyn/Shaol the Verrazanno-Narrows

the cream though, Iceatollah ice style gleama
Lex graffiti name Ramo, em we rollin
Askin me though, raps is than, hot tamales in Toledo
Pussy that shit she off to me though
We wax Ajax with a axe, Maxamill
You could crash a meal, got you steel
Scold em and fold em like the dollar bills
Sit back eyein y'all out
Fakes delegate we spittin fire out
Verb burgular, the Wally shoe store reserve
A jet status, bird up on my mattress
Watch me mack this, Ralph goose inside a fashion
Yo, hands is flooded and they mad quick
Strong approach like magnets, custom wood crane
Stylin rich, RZA made the in one chain
Feelin like, wheelin a bike, slide like
Step on his Klondike, get your right
We movin on it like, wind breaker niggas get face broke
get snatched, magazine right on the low, fuck y'all cats