Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces

Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin out
It's for real though, connect politic - ditto!
We trade places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace incarcerated

Thug related style millions
Fans, understand my plan
Who's the kid up in the Land?
Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose
crews get demolished and bruised
Fake be frontin, hourglass heads be wantin
Shuttin down your slot; for pumpin
Poisonous sting thumps up and act chumps
a heavy generator
But yo, guess who's the black
be flowin by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars,
life, peace to power and my whole unit
Word up! Quick to set it, wet it
Real niggas lick shots, peace

Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is out
for real though, let's connect politic - ditto!
We could trade places, get in the staircases
Word up, peace scarfaces

Chef'll shine like marble, remarkable
niggaz raise up, spend your money, argue
But this time is for the
Go and rhyme to it, big nigga mics is gettin fired
Morphine chicks be like chlorine
Niggaz recognize from here to to Fort Greene
But hold up, Moet be tastin throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to death rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin in these dens wit
Wit Mac-10's and friends
Ya got guns, got too, what up son, do
You want to battle for cash and see who Sun
I wax, tax, smack rap niggaz who fax
lyrics is wack nigga
Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin Scud
You rollin like Trump, you get your lumped
For real, it's just slang rap
the policy, slide off the ring, plus the Wallabees
Check the status, to see me at
Caesar's Palace eatin
We beatin mics and the to Dallas
I move rhymes retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my cell
From staircase to stage, wage
But soon to get a in RapPage
But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac
Bank account fat - goin' down like that
And pardon the but let me speak Italian
Black Stallion, on Shaolin
That means the island of
And niggaz carry gats and mad police Manhattan

Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin out
It's for real though, connect politic - ditto!
We could places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace scarfaces

I do this for shop niggaz in the Plaza
Catchin asthma, Rae is stickin
Well-dressed, skatin through the projects wit big
elevators, turn the lights out, stick one
Upstairs, like a chameleon
Hip Brazilians, pass the or leave your children
Leave the
Niggas, yo they be like envelopes under pressure
Like Lou Farigno on
Yo, Africans niggaz up in yellow cabs
Musty funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs
Sit back, coolin like Kahlua's on
On the crack spots, rubberband on my knots
You bitches who fuck dreds on
Pussy's hurtin, did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nigga, I it
Like a 27-inch - believe it!

Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin out
It's for real though, connect politic - ditto!
We could places, get lifted in the staircases
up, peace incarcerated scarfaces

Politic
Get lifted in the