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 know that Son, I know
You know that, you what I'm sayin?
I all my niggaz, though, believe me
And I'll forget none of them
up, word up
Stovetop, Roofside, you know what I'm
I had motherfuckin, all these wild-ass niggaz man
You know 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 count of three,

Fake throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and
While World of Sport niggaz snort by the seconds
Niggaz projects filled with fiends
Morphine, the God more CREAM, and upstate
Reek, almost got hit with fourteen
Chill Pah, the God'll be a Star when you home
Light bones and let you my 3G stone
So, see cousin, yo I was workin, I'm jerkin
And uptown these niggaz like they hurtin
twenty-four a brick
Columbians be on some bullshit, why Poppy got hit
Stay tuned, up, I hope to see you in June
By the way, I seen bitch, she was up in this cat's room
Skeyed up, weed the up, to top it off
look beat up, with two crack fiends your seed up
I took of that, though, but don't worry bout it
I got your back

Chorus:

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

Fly like cashmere, last year, my team bodies in Gravesmere
Hit a store owner named Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed them fat Milano
Selling right out the bottle
Sometime, a brought nines to test with minds
Crazy peace, buying in Greece
Was a rich nigga, the nigga without dope figures
Condo with his chick, rockin a Vigor
flicks, tyin up tricks was his main hobby
Teachin his seed, karate
Mixin drinks in clubs, chest with many minks
Night time rollin with
Extra live, he he couldn't die, top rank
Sixteen shots in his
And his pet piranha, he him marijuana
Smokin ganja, his weed paisandra
New York was ancient Babylon
Where the sky stayed the color of grey, like
I can't though, truck loads of indo
to blow slow, his ass is out now, tally-hoe

2X

Yeah uh huh, uh huh, Miami
Word up, your love
Yeah y'all, y'all, yeah
up, London, Europe, Africa
Word up, the states, yeah
Catch me later, word up, yeah,
About to moves and slide like grease
Moves and slide grease