Luyện nghe bài hát Knowledge God

Intro: Raekwon,

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

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

Raekwon

Yo why's my always yellin that broke shit
Let's get money Son, now you smoke shit
Chill God, yo the Son chill Allah
today's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Fly like cashmere, last year, my caught bodies in Gravesmere
Hit a store owner named Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed bangin them fat
Selling coke right out the
Sometime, a nigga brought to test with minds
Crazy peace, buying in Greece
Was a rich nigga, picture the nigga without figures
with his chick, rockin a gold Vigor
Mafia flicks, tyin up tricks was his hobby
Teachin his seed, Wu-Tang
Mixin in clubs, hairy chest with many minks
Night rollin with spics
Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die, top
Sixteen in his fishtank
And his pet piranha, he him marijuana
Smokin ganja, his weed paisandra
Claimin New York was Babylon
Where the sky stayed the of grey, like her-on
I front though, truck loads of indo
Soon to slow, his ass is out now, tally-hoe

2X

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