Luyện nghe bài hát Kilo (Remix)

[Intro: Killah]
Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't my face
My heart pounding and (audible heart)
Paranoid as a right now, who the fuck?
Close the blinds and shit! Who Captain Kirk?
The Stark...enterprise, I was on and some shit?
..I need some pussy I'm ready for a Catwoman or something
f-fuck it, go!
Aiyyo Shareefa go to the for me. I need some razors and a fresh box
of baggies, the with the tint in them!
Aiyyo son that water 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 world today, the Kilo is the
(Whoever got the got the candy, man)
A kilo is a thousand grams, its to remember
(You never the kid going hand to hand)
All around the world today, the Kilo is the
(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 the hood, ski mask off
Criminology hustle, when goons play the heat, off
And every direction, protect ya babies, your
Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we armed
Grits box, tight, concealing the powder
Five fake cans of blow to throw 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 ladies is like 'Hold ya head, Tone,
All this, for a thousand
I'd rather be a con artist scheaming with a thousand

Aiyyo peace to those that raw, powder white
Get your sniff on, scarface niggaz, we right
call it bricks, some call it birds
how many niggaz get they lives playing with shit, then catch a curb
You go to jail
get caught with this, grow to fail
Stop playing, pot slaying, soda and scales
lived like brothers, word life, connects discovered
most niggaz get hard, from fucking with pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand
You your 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 'fact they you down, son

[Ghostface
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, cooked up
Phones is tapped over franklin's
Kingpins put in bullpens, old get paro'
Break out of when the Jakes take down the Pharaoh
Reason, He was moving that peruvian
blowing coolies into hoopties , cuties and ice
big heavy pots 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, oil cut from cuban plants
The chemist is brolic, scholars
Professors at war over raw, killing for a million dollars

[Ghostface
Some say a drug dealers is reachin the ki'
I'd rather be the man behind the door, the streets
A hundred go out, looking like textbooks
when they wrapped and
four days later straight cash, two bucks
powder, no cut
your coke is 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 heard of any big droughts
A Kilo is a thousand
A of sand is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to have a thousand
Coke buyers, some be
therefore, you check for
dealers, during holidays we give 'em lighters

[Hook: Killah]
Red tops, blue tops, tops, yellow tops
Purple tops, tops, white tops, grey tops
tops, clear tops, gold tops, pink tops
Silver tops, tan tops, tops, orange tops
Salt tops, long tops, short tops, 12
58 58's, bags, ziplocks
Big rocks, spots, big glocks, one OT's
Crumbs chopped, hot pots, one plate, Spot

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
over blocks, telling niggas to be fee
Where big brother 'Vine'll leave the body in the
Something kinda like how I be bodying the
We was 300 like the Persian soldiers
Word spread fast, we was boulders
Ten commandments, holy Moses
If you don't fit must icer toners
Never they holders, fingers to the snitchers
The New York niggas be taking all our
But we be God if taking all our business
Duct tape, hard tops, C.S.I.