Luyện nghe bài hát Kilo (Remix)

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

sample (Ghostface Killah)]
All around the world today, the Kilo is the
(Whoever got the got the candy, man)
A is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(You never catch the kid 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 thousand grams, its to remember
(Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman)

Killah]
Racing through the hood, ski off
Criminology hustle, when goons play the heat, off
And every direction, ya babies, your moms
Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we armed
Grits box, vacuum tight, the powder
fake cans of blow to throw them off wit the flower
Red dots on me, big scopes, bullets the of nickels
Got coming out of his coat
I gots to jet, don't back, my cardio's killing me
Old ladies is like 'Hold ya head, Tone,
All this, for a grams?
I'd rather be a con artist with a thousand scams

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

[Ghostface
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, cooked up
Phones is over franklin's stacks
put in bullpens, old connects get paro'
Break out of town when the Jakes take the Pharaoh
Reason, He was moving that white
blowing coolies hoopties , slamming cuties and ice
big heavy pots over hot
Mayonnaise jars of water with in them got my whole projects out of order
A Kilo is a grams
Beige, gold, brown, dirty, fluffy, tan, oil cut from cuban plants
The chemist is brolic, pyrex
Professors at war over raw, killing partners for a million

[Ghostface
say a drug dealers destiny is reachin the ki'
I'd be the man behind the door, supplying the streets
A hundred birds go out, looking like
when they wrapped and
four days straight cash, two million bucks
powder, no cut
your is vialed in, whats up?
beefin over little shit, we sniff, the balance split up
In a plane or a penthouse, office or a
Tony's got it nice, we never heard of any big
A Kilo is a grams
A pile of is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to have a fans
buyers, some be liars
therefore, you for wires
dedicated dealers, during holidays we give 'em

[Hook: Ghostface
Red tops, blue tops, green tops, yellow
Purple tops, beige tops, tops, grey tops
Black tops, clear tops, gold tops, pink
Silver tops, tan tops, aqua tops, orange
Salt tops, tops, short tops, 12 12's
58 58's, weed bags,
Big rocks, coke spots, big glocks, one
Crumbs chopped, hot pots, one plate, crack

Thirteen getting it, pyrex it
UPS, pack it up, shipping it
Whether base or sniffing it, I got fix
The foretold like apocalypse
It was me Michael T.T., handing out
Taking over blocks, telling to be fee
Where big 'Vine'll leave the body in the street
Something kinda like how I be the beat
We was 300 deep like the soldiers
Word spread fast, we was serving
Ten crack commandments, holy
If you fit must equip icer toners
Never grip they holders, fingers to the
The New York niggas be all our bitches
But we be God damned if taking all our
Duct tape, tops, C.S.I. forensics