Luyện nghe bài hát Kilo (Remix)

[Intro: Killah]
Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't my face
My heart and shit (audible heart)
Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who the
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 water down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You
I two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple)

[Chorus: (Ghostface Killah)]
All the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Whoever got the got the candy, man)
A is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(You never catch the kid going to hand)
All the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Once you got the you got the panties, man)
A is a thousand grams, its easy 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 direction, protect ya babies, your moms
Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we stay
Grits box, vacuum tight, concealing the
Five cans of blow to throw them off wit the flower
Red dots on me, big scopes, the size of nickels
Got Starkey coming out of his
I gots to jet, look back, my cardio's killing me
Old is like 'Hold ya head, Tone, literally'
All this, for a thousand
I'd rather be a con artist scheaming with a thousand

Aiyyo peace to those cooking raw, powder white
Get your sniff on, scarface niggaz, we right
some it bricks, some call it birds
how many get they lives tooken playing with shit, then catch a curb
You go to jail
get caught this, niggaz'll grow to fail
Stop playing, pot slaying, baking soda and
lived like brothers, word life, connects discovered
most get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand
You know your ammo better be heavy 'cause 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, up crack
Phones is over franklin's stacks
Kingpins put in bullpens, old get paro'
Break out of town when the Jakes take the Pharaoh
Reason, He was moving that peruvian
blowing coolies into hoopties , cuties and ice
big heavy over hot stoves
Mayonnaise jars of water with rocks in them got my whole out of order
A Kilo is a thousand
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 dollars

[Ghostface
Some say a drug dealers is reachin the ki'
I'd be the man behind the door, supplying the streets
A birds go out, looking like textbooks
they wrapped and stuffed
four days later cash, two million bucks
powder, no cut
your is vialed in, whats up?
Y'all beefin over little shit, we sniff, the split up
In a or a penthouse, office or a warehouse
got it nice, we never heard of any big droughts
A is a thousand grams
A of sand is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to have a fans
Coke buyers, be liars
therefore, you check for
dedicated dealers, holidays we give 'em lighters

[Hook: Ghostface
Red tops, blue tops, tops, yellow tops
Purple tops, beige tops, white tops, grey
Black tops, clear tops, gold tops, pink
Silver tops, tan tops, aqua tops, orange
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, pyrex it
UPS, pack it up, shipping it
Whether or sniffing it, I got your fix
The foretold like apocalypse
It was me T.T., handing out freebies
Taking over blocks, telling to be fee
Where big brother 'Vine'll the body in the street
Something like how I be bodying the beat
We was 300 deep the Persian soldiers
Word spread fast, we was serving
Ten crack commandments, holy
If you don't fit equip icer toners
grip they holders, fingers to the snitchers
The New York niggas be taking all our
But we be God damned if taking all our
tape, hard tops, C.S.I. forensics