Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces - Raekwon

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

Thug related style millions
Fans, they understand my
Who's the kid up in the green
Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose
crews get demolished and bruised
Fake be frontin, heads niggaz be wantin
down your slot; time for pumpin
Poisonous sting thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy
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
for real though, let's connect politic - ditto!
We could trade places, get lifted in the
up, peace incarcerated scarfaces

Chef'll shine marble, rhyme remarkable
Real niggaz raise up, your money, argue
But this time is for the
Go head and to it, big nigga mics is gettin fired
Morphine chicks be like chlorine
Niggaz recognize from here to Baltimore to Greene
But hold up, be tastin like throw-up
My mob roll up, to death whips rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin in these dens wit
Wit and broke friends
Ya got guns, got guns too, up son, do
You want to for cash 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 Trump, you get your meat lumped
For real, it's just slang rap
Here's the policy, slide off the ring, plus the
Check the status, to see me at
Palace eatin salads
We beatin and the keys to Dallas
I move like retail, make sure shit sell
where we at to my man's cell
From staircase to stage, wage
But to get a article in RapPage
But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac
Bank account fat - it's goin' down that
And the French but let me speak Italian
Black Stallion, on Shaolin
That means the of Staten
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 could trade places, get in the staircases
Word up, incarcerated scarfaces

I do this for barber shop in the Plaza
asthma, Rae is stickin gun-flashers
Well-dressed, skatin the projects wit big ones
Broke elevators, turn the out, stick one
Upstairs, like a chameleon
Hip Brazilians, pass the cash or your children
Leave the
Niggas, yo they be foldin' like under pressure
Like Lou on coke
Yo, Africans denyin niggaz up in yellow
like funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs
Sit back, coolin like on rocks
On the spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots
You bitches who dreds on Sudafeds
hurtin, they did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nigga, I it
a 27-inch Zenith - believe it!

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

ditto
Get lifted in the