Luyện nghe bài hát Kilo (Remix)

[Intro: Killah]
Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I feel my face
My pounding and shit (audible heart)
as a motherfucker right now, who the fuck?
Close the blinds and shit! Who that? Kirk?
The Stark...enterprise, enterprise I was on and shit?
..I need some pussy though I'm for a Catwoman or something
it, lets go!
Aiyyo Shareefa go to the store for me. I need some razors and a box
of baggies, the with the tint in them!
Aiyyo son turn that water down a little bit, just a bit..Thank You
I need two waters, a dutch, and a Snapple)

[Chorus: (Ghostface Killah)]
All around the world today, the Kilo is the
(Whoever got the got the candy, man)
A kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to
(You catch the kid going hand to hand)
All around the today, the Kilo is the measure
(Once you got the you got the panties, man)
A Kilo is a grams, its easy to remember
(Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman)

[Ghostface
Racing through the hood, ski off
Criminology hustle, when play the heat, blast off
And every direction, protect ya babies, moms
Late night Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we stay armed
Grits box, vacuum tight, concealing the
Five fake cans of blow to throw off wit the flower
Red dots on me, big scopes, bullets the size of
Got Starkey out of his coat
I gots to jet, don't look back, my cardio's me
Old ladies is 'Hold ya head, Tone, literally'
All this, for a grams?
I'd rather be a con artist scheaming with a scams

Aiyyo peace to cooking that raw, powder white
Get your sniff on, niggaz, we getting right
some it bricks, some call it birds
how many niggaz get they lives tooken with shit, then catch a curb
You go to jail
get caught with this, niggaz'll grow to
Stop playing, pot slaying, baking soda and
They lived brothers, word life, connects discovered
niggaz get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand
You your ammo better be heavy 'cause soon kids is coming in camo
Protect land daddy, I'm an announcer
you get caught an ounce and its over
matter 'fact takin you down, son

[Ghostface
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, up crack
Phones is tapped over franklin's
Kingpins put in bullpens, old get paro'
Break out of town when the Jakes take down the
Reason, He was that peruvian white
blowing coolies into , slamming cuties and ice
big pots over hot stoves
Mayonnaise jars of water with rocks in them got my whole projects out of
A Kilo is a grams
Beige, gold, brown, dirty, fluffy, tan, extract oil cut from plants
The is brolic, pyrex scholars
Professors at war over raw, killing partners for a million

[Ghostface
Some say a dealers destiny is reachin the ki'
I'd rather be the man behind the door, the streets
A birds go out, looking like textbooks
when they wrapped and
four days later straight cash, two million
powder, no cut
your coke is in, whats up?
Y'all beefin little shit, we sniff, the balance split up
In a or a penthouse, office or a warehouse
Tony's got it nice, we heard of any big droughts
A is a thousand grams
A of sand is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to a thousand fans
Coke buyers, some be
therefore, you check for
dedicated dealers, during we give 'em lighters

Ghostface Killah]
Red tops, blue tops, green tops, yellow
Purple tops, beige tops, tops, grey tops
Black tops, clear tops, tops, pink tops
Silver tops, tan tops, tops, orange tops
tops, long tops, short tops, 12 12's
58 58's, bags, ziplocks
Big rocks, coke spots, big glocks, one
chopped, hot pots, one plate, crack Spot

Thirteen getting it, whipping it
Like UPS, it up, shipping it
Whether or sniffing it, I got your fix
The story's foretold like
It was me T.T., handing out freebies
Taking over blocks, niggas to be fee
Where big brother leave the body in the street
kinda like how I be bodying the beat
We was 300 like the Persian soldiers
Word spread fast, we was boulders
Ten commandments, holy Moses
If you don't fit must equip toners
Never grip holders, fingers to the snitchers
The New niggas be taking all our bitches
But we be God damned if all our business
Duct tape, tops, C.S.I. forensics