Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces

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

Thug related style millions
Fans, understand my plan
the kid up in the green Land?
Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you
Half-ass crews get and bruised
be frontin, hourglass heads niggaz be wantin
Shuttin down your slot; for pumpin
Poisonous sting which thumps up and act
Raise a generator
But yo, guess the black Trump?
Dough be by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars,
Word life, peace to power and my unit
Word up! Quick to set it, wet it
Real niggas lick shots, peace

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

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

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

I do for barber shop niggaz in the Plaza
Catchin asthma, Rae is gun-flashers
Well-dressed, skatin through the wit big ones
Broke elevators, turn the lights out, one
Upstairs, swithc like a
Hip Brazilians, pass the cash or leave children
Leave the
Niggas, yo they be like envelopes under pressure
Like Lou on coke
Yo, Africans denyin up in yellow cabs
like funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs
Sit back, coolin like Kahlua's on
On the crack spots, wrapped on my knots
You who fuck dreds on Sudafeds
Pussy's hurtin, they did it for a yard for the
Word up cousin, nigga, I it
Like a Zenith - believe it!

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

Politic
Get in the staircases