Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces - Raekwon

Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin out
for real though, let's connect politic - ditto!
We could trade places, get 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 time for pumpin
Poisonous sting thumps up and act chumps
a heavy generator
But yo, guess the black Trump?
Dough be by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars,
Word life, to power and my whole unit
Word up! Quick to set it, wet it
Real niggas shots, peace kinetic

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

Chef'll like marble, rhyme remarkable
Real niggaz raise up, your money, argue
But this is for the uninvited
Go head and rhyme to it, big nigga mics is fired
Morphine chicks be like chlorine
Niggaz recognize from here to to Fort Greene
But up, Moet be tastin like throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to death whips up
Ya never had no wins, in these dens wit Timbs
Wit Mac-10's and broke
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
Niggaz lyrics is wack
Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin Scud
You rollin like Trump, you get meat lumped
For real, it's just slang rap
Here's the policy, slide off the ring, the Wallabees
Check the status, to see me at
Caesar's eatin salads
We beatin mics and the to Dallas
I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
where we at to my man's cell
From staircase to stage, minimun
But soon to get a article in
But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac
Bank account fat - it's goin' down like
And the French but let me speak Italian
Stallion, dwellin on Shaolin
That means the of Staten
And niggaz carry gats and mad police from

Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is out
It's for real though, let's connect - 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 projects wit big
elevators, turn the lights out, stick one
Upstairs, swithc like a
Hip Brazilians, pass the or leave your children
the buildin
Niggas, yo they be like envelopes under pressure
Like Lou on coke
Yo, Africans denyin niggaz up in yellow
Musty like funk, wavin they arms, the
Sit back, coolin like on rocks
On the spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots
You bitches who fuck dreds on
hurtin, they did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nigga, I it
Like a 27-inch Zenith - it!

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

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Get lifted in the