Luyện nghe bài hát Knowledge God

Intro: Raekwon,

*sniff* *drumbeat* *long
Plug, word yo
*snort* word yo, *s-snort*
You know, you know we had the baddest motherfuckin
*long unit back in the days, kid!
No doubt, no doubt, I that Son, I know that
You know that, you know what I'm
I miss all my niggaz, though, me
And I'll never forget none of
up, word up
Stovetop, Roofside, you know I'm sayin
I had motherfuckin, all these wild-ass niggaz man
You what I'm sayin, LB?
Yeah yeah yeah
Shit is wild overall, youknowhatI'msayin
Yeah yeah yeah
up, youknowhatI'msayin?
You how we do, word up
So you let my shit go on the of three, though

Fake niggaz throw shit in drinks
nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and chinks
While World of Sport niggaz snort by the seconds
Niggaz projects filled with fiends
Morphine, the God more CREAM, and upstate
Cousin Reek, almost got hit fourteen
Chill Pah, the God'll be a Star when you home
Light bones and let you rock my 3G
So, see cousin, yo I was workin, I'm jerkin
And uptown these actin like they hurtin
twenty-four a brick
Columbians be on bullshit, that's why Poppy got hit
tuned, word up, I hope to see you in June
By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this cat's
up, weed the fuck up, to top it off
look beat up, two crack fiends huggin your seed up
I took care of that, though, but worry bout it
I got your back

Chorus:

Yo why's my niggas always that broke shit
get money Son, now you wanna smoke shit
Chill God, yo the Son don't chill
What's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Fly like cashmere, last year, my team caught in Gravesmere
Hit a owner named Mike Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed them fat Milano
Selling coke out the bottle
Sometime, a nigga nines to test with minds
Crazy peace, keys in Greece
Was a nigga, picture the nigga without dope figures
Condo with his chick, a gold Vigor
Mafia flicks, tyin up was his main hobby
Teachin his seed, karate
Mixin drinks in clubs, hairy chest with many
Night time rollin spics
Extra live, he he couldn't die, top rank
shots in his fishtank
And his pet piranha, he him marijuana
Smokin ganja, callin his paisandra
Claimin New York was ancient
Where the sky stayed the of grey, like her-on
I can't front though, loads of indo
Soon to slow, his ass is out now, tally-hoe

2X

Yeah uh huh, uh huh, Miami
Word up, show your
y'all, yeah y'all, yeah
Word up, London, Europe,
Word up, the fifty-two states,
Catch me later, up, yeah, yeah
to make moves and slide like grease
Moves and slide grease