Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces - Raekwon

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

Thug related attract millions
Fans, they my plan
the kid up in the green Land?
Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you
crews get demolished and bruised
Fake be frontin, hourglass heads niggaz be
Shuttin your slot; time for pumpin
sting which thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy
But yo, guess who's the black
be flowin by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars,
Word life, peace to power and my whole
Word up! Quick to set it, wet it
niggas lick shots, peace kinetic

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

Chef'll shine like marble, remarkable
Real niggaz raise up, spend money, argue
But time is for the uninvited
Go head and rhyme to it, big mics is gettin fired
Morphine chicks be burnin like
recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Greene
But hold up, Moet be tastin throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to whips rolled up
Ya had no wins, slidin in these dens wit Timbs
Wit Mac-10's and friends
Ya got guns, got too, what up son, do
You want to battle for and see who Sun too?
I probably wax, tax, rap niggaz who fax
Niggaz lyrics is nigga
stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin Scud missles
You rollin like Trump, you get your meat
For real, it's just rap democracy
Here's the policy, off the ring, plus the Wallabees
Check the status, to see me at
Palace eatin salads
We beatin and the keys to Dallas
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sell
From where we at to my man's
From staircase to stage, wage
But soon to get a in RapPage
But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac
Bank fat - it's goin' down like that
And the French but let me speak Italian
Black Stallion, dwellin on
That the island of Staten
And niggaz carry gats and mad from Manhattan

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

I do this for barber shop niggaz in the
asthma, Rae is stickin gun-flashers
Well-dressed, through the projects wit big ones
Broke elevators, the lights out, stick one
Upstairs, like a chameleon
Hip Brazilians, pass the or leave your children
Leave the
Niggas, yo they be foldin' envelopes under pressure
Lou Farigno on coke
Yo, Africans denyin up in yellow cabs
Musty like funk, wavin they arms, the
Sit back, coolin like on rocks
On the spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots
You who fuck dreds on Sudafeds
Pussy's hurtin, they did it for a for the Feds
up cousin, nigga, I seen it
Like a Zenith - believe it!

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

Politic
Get lifted in the