Luyện nghe bài hát Killah Hills 10304

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

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

Killah hills

Restaurants on a
So the food to take out
Chaos, a spark steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the gone sour
mr. wedding, late a fuckin half hour
And his man who bought from tony starks
he was contractin bricklayin jobs in city parks
He's a loan shark, bitches raise a to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn singer
Cause all that blasphemy this kid after me
For the heist, in a coat factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga cash his copilot
Who used to drive sacks of blow on this remote
Area, we dead man's island
Two hundred south from thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal
no need for us to spray up the scene
I use less men, more powerful for my team
Like my man muhammad from
Grew up in iran, the nigga runs a neighborhood
A wild middle eastern, bomb
Intiated, at eleven to be a
He set bombs in bottles of
And niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost half they brains
Like this ex-worker, tried to smuggle a a key
In his left leg, even underwent
They say his pirate gave him away
As the feds him, comin through u.s. customs
Now look whose on the witness stand singin, a well known
A smash hit sammy gravano
the plan minimum for the hit, two hundred grand
Half time at the game blastin niggaz out the
The sharp-shooters hit the prosecutor, are sent
Photographs of they takin baths
Along with briefcase filled one point five, that's the bribe
it or commit suicide
First rule, anyone who schemes on the gold in
I want they small intestines ripped from the
I got a price for those jewels, em freight cargo
Don't forget to launder the cream through fargo
Reconstruct processin plants for the call of costa rica
Four hundred barrels of
Two pounds of reefer
And fifty with fake visas

Life of a dealer
hills, 10304
The saga