Luyện nghe bài hát Knowledge God - Raekwon

Fake throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, and chinks
While of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
Niggas projects with fiends injectin'
Morphine, the God seen more CREAM, and
Cousin Reek, got hit with 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 actin like they hurtin'
Keys a brick
Colombians be on some bullshit, that's why 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
Skeyed up, the fuck up, to top it off
beat up, with two crack fiends huggin' your seed up
I took care of that, though, but don't worry it
I got back though

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' that shit
Let's get money Son, now you want to smoke
God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's today's Son? Knowledge God

Fly like cashmere, last year, my caught bodies in Gravesmere
Hit a store owner named Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed them fat Milano
Selling right out the bottle
Sometime, a nigga brought nines to test with
Crazy peace, buying keys in
Was a rich nigga, picture the nigga without figures
with his chick, rockin' the gold vigor
Mafia flicks, tyin up tricks was his main
Teachin his seed, karate
Mixin drinks in clubs, chest with many minks
Night time with spics
Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die, top
Took sixteen shots in his to bank
And his pet piranha, he him marijuana
ganja, callin' his weed paisandra
Claimin New York was ancient
Where the sky stayed the color of grey, her-on
I can't front though, truck of indo
Soon to blow slow, his ass is out now,

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

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' that shit
Let's get money Son, now you want to smoke
God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' that shit
Let's get Son, now you want to smoke shit
God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's today's mathematic Knowledge God