Luyện nghe bài hát Killah Hills 10304

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

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

Killah hills

Restaurants on a
So order the to take out
Chaos, outside a spark
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's sour
Nigga mr. wedding, late a fuckin half
And his man who bought from tony starks
While he was contractin bricklayin in city parks
He's a loan shark, raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like
Cause all talk blasphemy this kid after me
For the heist, in a coat factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga stole his copilot
Who used to drive like sacks of blow on remote
Area, we dead man's island
Two miles south from thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit fatal shots
There's no need for us to up the scene
I use less men, powerful shit for my team
Like my man muhammad from
Grew up in iran, the nigga runs a newsstand
A wild middle eastern, specialist
Intiated, at to be a terrorist
He set bombs in of champagne
And when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost they brains
Like this ex-worker, to smuggle a half a key
In his leg, even underwent surgery
They say his pirate gave him away
As the feds rushed him, comin u.s. customs
Now look on the witness stand singin, a well known soprano
A smash hit from sammy
Here's the plan for the hit, two hundred grand
Half at the game blastin niggaz out the stands
The hit the prosecutor, judges are sent
Photographs of wives takin baths
Along with filled with one point five, that's the bribe
it or commit suicide
First rule, anyone who on the gold in syria
I want small intestines ripped from the interior
I got a price for those jewels, em freight cargo
Don't to launder the cream through wells fargo
Reconstruct those processin for the call of costa rica
Four barrels of ether
Two pounds of reefer
And immigrants with fake visas

Life of a drug
hills, 10304
The saga