Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Know

[Intro:
niggas in the house
You know
Niggas sit down and play pool and

What don't know inside the muthafucking
balls is nothing but blow
We money nigga. You already know boy
Toast off nigga lets go man

1: Raekwon]
Raised off a block, you know the pattern
Black Reeboks all day, let's be it
in ostrich, war-age Galoshes
Clear gazelles crush in the boxes
game spiral, sneaker game rival
Front on me, see twenty-four
Drug niggas I hang with, up let me change shit
Feds is listening, calicoes quick
Thugs alcohol, white bitches, tap'em all
So the ass or something, yup pass it off
Icy in the ass mints, so much it's elastic
Fuck the Jews, Crews, and black bits
Might a man, the heart that'll shake a man
Smack the out of ya skin, wake up fam
We the veterans, so many little niggas feather
One dub, drown you in your letter kid
Necks look thirsty, the word, reimburse me
Two techs on his neck, burst sweet he check writing
Pull the gold out of your mouth rusty pliers
Take the flyers nigga

[Intermission:
Yo, yo, you know what is nigga
This is not a game, this is not
some shit that happened on a train nigga
Most powerful of all nigga
Don't make me snatch your chest out your champion nigga

2: Doe B]
Hey, I'm from the home of the con
Raised to be a rotten
Rob nigga, ninja
You I got that small in me
"Real Deal" Holyfield, they not
Nah, these niggas half-baked cakes
Bitch is Jesus, I could sneeze and make a ground shake
Show no pity, charging city out-of-town rate
you little niggas sending wayne on an ounce plate
I'm in my house shoes, making boss moves
Dead alone, make the movie it'll cost you
Old want they corner back, you know how Moss do
trying to keep up with him
You starve and eat nigga
I'm starting to heat up
shout "what up nigga"
What's for dinner, this is not checkers
Real finesse, a nigga trying to molest the
Mamba in jungle possessed with venom
D farmer and I stalk the is history

3: T.I.]
We from a small house, dropping off an eight
To a big deal, mil up in my escrow
You walk up with chest swoll, make it deflate
Been getting keys since we wearing a Enyce
Now cool what we do, thirty-eight in my boot
I shoot you my shoe nigga
My wife say a shame how I do niggas
I say "you want me to them out"
She say "nah boo, get'em"
So that why I'm a handle all you
Like the bitch you are
Don't make me get you out that car and get to in that shit
While you poppin' off? At point you knowing with shit
We up slow and get you hit, pull up in morning with this shit
Or wherever, that's not where you better be at
Or else, tell your pick the casket herself
Hope it make her feel better, you dead the first year
He suffer but he still a dead muthafucka
no bullets in the gun, you know you scared muthafucka
And I'm still a Bankhead
With the plum for the low, for the muthafucka
I said I'm still a muthafucka
With the plum for the low, for the muthafucka

T.I.]
say Yo B
Hustle G.D.O.D
Raekwon the
T.I.P the
We cold to cold with this man
East Coast, Coast, Midwest
Mid-Alantic, North East, Down
I got the boy cold
Come me