Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Know

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

What niggas don't know the muthafucking
Pool balls is but blow
We money nigga. You already know boy
off nigga lets go man c'mon

[Verse 1:
off a knucklehead block, you know the pattern
Black Reeboks all day, be it captain
Posing in ostrich, Galoshes
Clear gazelles diamonds in the boxes
Weight spiral, sneaker game rival
Front on me, see Caligos
Drug niggas I hang with, hold up let me shit
Feds is listening, calicoes rang
blow 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
with the Jews, Crews, and black bits
Might break a man, the heart that'll a man
Smack the bones out of ya skin, up fam
We the veterans, so many little feather skin
One corny dub, drown you in your kid
look thirsty, whats the word, reimburse me
Two on his neck, burst sweet he check writing liars
Pull the out of your mouth with rusty pliers
Take down the flyers

Raekwon]
Yo, yo, you already know what is
This is not a game, is not televised
This some shit that on a train nigga
Most powerful of all nigga
Don't make me snatch your chest out your champion shirt

2: Doe B]
Hey, I'm the home of the con pillars
Raised to be a nigga
Rob nigga, ninja
You I got that small in me
"Real Deal" Holyfield, not authentic
Nah, niggas half-baked crab cakes
Bitch is baby Jesus, I could sneeze and make a shake
Show no pity, charging city niggas out-of-town
While you niggas sending wayne on an ounce plate
I'm in my shoes, making major boss moves
Dead alone, make the wrong movie cost you
Old cats want they corner back, you know how do
They to keep up with him
You and eat dust nigga
I'm starting to up nigga
Then "what up nigga"
What's for dinner, is Chess not checkers
Real finesse, a nigga trying to the system
Mamba in jungle possessed with venom
D farmer and I stalk the is history

3: T.I.]
We a small house, dropping off an eight ball
To a big deal, mil up in my escrow
You walk up your chest swoll, make it deflate
Been getting keys since we were wearing a
Now cool what we do, special in my boot
I shoot you from my nigga
My wife say it's a how I do niggas
I say "you want me to starve out"
She say "nah boo, get'em"
So that why I'm a all you niggas
Like the that you are
Don't make me get you out that car and get to going in that
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, know that's not you better be at
Or else, tell momma pick the casket herself
Hope it make her better, you were dead the first year
He ain't suffer but he still a muthafucka
Ain't no bullets in the gun, you know you muthafucka
And I'm a Bankhead muthafucka
With the plum for the low, for the muthafucka
I said I'm still a Bankhead
the plum for the low, for the bread muthafucka

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