Luyện nghe bài hát Hellz Wind Staff

So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Staff
While the feature broadcast is to tell the news
Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lung
His father the horror as he swallowed his tongue
youth dead, before the age of twenty-one
Left his son to grow, in the of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted for cash flow
React 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 is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son every day is like a
So I out and try to teach one
But eighty-five uncivilized content
No tolerance so a is spent
Behind a cage bent smoked out on a park
Killer slave rap niggas get lynched

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

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

We on the run with the 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 these darts at these rappers
Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody matress
Hold me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm in
bullets at the top ten, rhyme concoction
Blend like
All these niggas want cheese, is we or men, word up
We can go but then, still can't get no satisfaction
again, back on the block crumb snatchin
Blowin in cold
Blunted non-assassin, for action, Johnny Unitas
that like arthritis
Still, hold a golden touch King Midas

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

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