Luyện nghe bài hát Hellz Wind Staff

So get your egg crashed, by my Wind Staff
the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet his lung
His father watched the horror as he swallowed his
Another dead, before 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 nigga and get, P.L.O
By the gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got slain last by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is
gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son day is like a rerun
So I out and try to teach one
But percent uncivilized content
No tolerance so a lifetime is
Behind a bent smoked out on a park bench
Killer instinct slave rap get lynched

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

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

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

Drownin problems in Heinekens imported from
Gettin boosted off of bee pollen
Stone columns get trapped by drum tracks mac as gun claps
Pin a crab nigga to death of a thumbtacks
The Wu Sensai fold, it bees the Ninja scroll
edged blade controls your Interpol
The fig newt', fruit from the forbidden root
I stay in the Chamber trainin new recruits
With Guillotine, the black hooded team what it means
When bullets scream from the hot Glock rock from a sling
("Sometimes...") Pushed through like George Bush Whoops
Shots get popped on the block them blood to gush
From to analog, the Wu-Wear camoflogue
The entourage squad we through Zanzibar
Like herds of cattle, RZA 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 hotter than, hot tamales in
Pussy that shit she passin off to me
We wax niggas with a axe, Maxamill
You could a meal, got you back steel
Scold em and fold em like the thousand dollar
Sit back eyein niggas out
Fakes delegate we spittin fire out
Verb burgular, design the Wally shoe store
A jet status, Guyanese up on my mattress
Watch me mack this, Ralph Lauren inside a fashion
Yo, these hands is flooded and they mad
Strong approach like magnets, custom wood crane
Stylin rich, RZA made the in one chain
Feelin mics like, wheelin a bike, slide
Step on his Klondike, get your right
We movin on it like, breaker niggas get they face broke
Jury get snatched, right on the low, fuck y'all cats