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 right now, who the fuck?
Close the and shit! Who that? Captain 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 Shareefa go to the store for me. I need some and a fresh box
of baggies, the ones with the in them!
Aiyyo son turn that down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You
I two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple)

sample (Ghostface Killah)]
All around the today, the Kilo is the measure
(Whoever got the got the candy, man)
A kilo is a grams, its easy to remember
(You never catch the kid going to hand)
All around the world today, the Kilo is the
(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, goons play the heat, blast off
And direction, protect ya babies, your moms
Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we armed
Grits box, vacuum tight, concealing the
Five fake cans of blow to them off wit the flower
Red dots on me, big scopes, bullets the size of
Got coming out of his coat
I gots to jet, don't 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 with a thousand scams

Aiyyo peace to those cooking 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 playing shit, then catch a curb
You go to jail
get caught this, niggaz'll grow to fail
Stop playing, pot slaying, soda and scales
They lived like brothers, word life, connects
most niggaz get hard, from with them pipes and hustlers
is one thousand grams
You your ammo better be heavy 'cause soon kids is coming in camo
Protect your daddy, I'm an announcer
you get caught with an ounce and its
'fact they takin you down, son

[Ghostface
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, up crack
Phones is tapped over stacks
Kingpins put in bullpens, old connects get
Break out of town when the Jakes down the Pharaoh
Reason, He was that peruvian white
coolies into hoopties , slamming cuties and ice
big heavy pots hot stoves
Mayonnaise of water with rocks in them got my whole projects 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 for a million 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
when they and stuffed
four days straight cash, two million bucks
powder, no cut
your coke is vialed in, up?
Y'all beefin over little shit, we sniff, the split up
In a or a penthouse, office or a warehouse
Tony's got it nice, we heard of any big droughts
A Kilo is a thousand
A pile of is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to a thousand fans
buyers, some be liars
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, gold tops, tops
Silver tops, tan tops, tops, orange tops
Salt tops, long tops, short tops, 12
58 58's, weed bags,
Big rocks, spots, big glocks, one OT's
chopped, hot pots, one plate, crack Spot

Thirteen getting it, whipping it
UPS, pack it up, shipping it
Whether base or it, I got your fix
The story's foretold apocalypse
It was me Michael T.T., handing out
over blocks, telling niggas 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 the Persian soldiers
Word fast, we was serving boulders
Ten crack commandments, holy
If you don't fit must equip toners
Never they holders, fingers to the snitchers
The New York be taking all our bitches
But we be God damned if all our business
Duct tape, hard tops, C.S.I.