Luyện nghe bài hát Hellz Wind Staff

So get your egg crashed, by my Wind Staff
While the feature is splashed to tell the news
Like Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lung
His watched the horror as he swallowed his tongue
Another youth dead, the age of twenty-one
Left his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash
React slow and get, P.L.O
By the gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got slain last summer by a 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 out and try to teach one
But percent uncivilized content
No tolerance so a is spent
Behind a cage bent smoked out on a park
Killer instinct slave rap get lynched

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

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

We on the run with the golden guns, get you
When it reach out and teach someone, they buns
Now I'm by association
Times of blackness the sun, target practice
Commence when I throw darts at these rappers
Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody your
Hold me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm in
Shootin bullets at the top ten, concoction
Blend chameleon
All these niggas want cheese, is we or men, word up
We can go platinum but then, still get no satisfaction
Once again, on the block crumb snatchin
backs in cold
Blunted non-assassin, time for action, Johnny
Handle that like
Still, hold a golden like King Midas

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

Stash the though, Iceatollah ice style gleama
Lex graffiti Ramo, hold em we rollin
Askin me though, raps is hotter than, hot in Toledo
Pussy that she passin 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 thousand dollar
Sit back eyein niggas out
Fakes that we spittin fire out
Verb burgular, the Wally shoe store reserve
A jet status, Guyanese bird up on my
me mack this, Ralph Lauren goose inside a fashion
Yo, these is flooded and they mad quick
Strong approach like magnets, custom wood crane
rich, RZA made the waves 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 they face
Jury get snatched, magazine right on the low, y'all cats