Luyện nghe bài hát Killah Hills 10304

[killah hills intro rza, ol dirty bastard, and "grey ghost"]

(...the of shaolin)
Rza: yes the good life, you know *clinks
what the fuck is that, hell's angels?
*ol singing in the background*
[ahh mr. bobby steels, starks on line one for mr. bobby steels]
Rza: over here, steels over here
Peace, what's going on baby?
Yeah everything is over here.
Gza: no shoes and no shirt on, sure the hills is it's at?
Rza: yeah the, the maximillion is sure
I'm over here noodles and I got lucky hands with me
you got soul, r&b, classics? all that shit right?
Rza: yeah... grey right in front of me right now
Grey ghost standing here.
Yeah he has a ohh, ok, ok I got you.
Aight thanks. *phone
Ggh: steels.
Gza:
Rza: mr. grey ghost, good to see you good to see you to see you.
a pleasure.
Rza: so is everything ok, is everything working as we
Ggh: everything is out, very nicely.
Do you the cash, twenty-thousand dollars?
Gza: be nice to a little breeze.
Breeze on by the cops.
Rza: do we have the we don't have to talk that, hey hey
Gza: get the fuck outta here that hell's angels bullshit!
Rza: we got the cash we know cash rules everything around this
Umm, let me ask you...
Gza: the fuck here!
Ggh: do you have the full amount? thousand as we agreed upon?
fucking hell's bastards.
Rza: let me ask you a question mr. ghost --
Do you know a a don
Ggh: I know no person.
Rza: don rodriguez from the don rodriguez?
Ggh: I don't know who you're about.
Rza: I think you do know him your fuckin friend don
Is down at one-twenty precinct right now
His fuckin ass like a bird.
Gza: life of a drug
Rza: the fuckin is comin
Ggh: do you believe

Killah 10304

Restaurants on a
So order the food to out
Chaos, outside a steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's sour
Nigga mr. wedding, late a fuckin half
And his man who bought land from starks
While he was bricklayin jobs in city parks
a loan shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a that's stretched, got it sewn like singer
Cause all that talk this kid after me
For the heist, in a burlington coat
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga cash stole his
Who used to drive like sacks of on this remote
Area, we dead man's island
Two hundred miles from thailand
Right off the docks, I got the custom made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal
There's no need for us to spray up the
I use men, more powerful shit for my team
Like my man from afghanistan
Grew up in iran, the nigga a neighborhood newsstand
A wild middle eastern, specialist
Intiated, at eleven to be a
He set bombs in of champagne
And when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost they brains
Like ex-worker, tried to smuggle a half a key
In his left leg, even underwent
They say his pirate limp him away
As the feds rushed him, comin u.s. customs
Now look whose on the witness stand singin, a known soprano
A smash hit from gravano
Here's the plan for the hit, two hundred grand
time at the game blastin niggaz out the stands
The hit the prosecutor, judges are sent
Photographs of they wives baths
Along with briefcase filled one point five, that's the bribe
Take it or commit
First rule, anyone who on the gold in syria
I want they small ripped from the interior
I got a price for jewels, ship em freight cargo
Don't forget to the cream through wells fargo
Reconstruct those processin for the call of costa rica
Four hundred of ether
Two hundred pounds of
And fifty immigrants with fake

of a drug dealer
Killah hills,
The continues