Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

One for you, one for me
Two for you, for me
for you...

What? smack fuck out ya
Smack fire out your fuckin ass, what the fuck you think is man?
Get the fuck up here man
[Raekwon] So yo of fact, the man is back
[Ghostface] Think my is madder than fuckin fire
[Raekwon] aight, this ain't even enough burn right here
ain't enough
[Ghostface] it man
[Raekwon] We gonna shoot right over
And yo them niggaz got the big CREAM there
So chill
[Ghostface] So let's do the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid
Don't play me I got a flowerpot head kid
chill man
[Raekwon] On the real let's go get this money Son
I know how we do this kid
*shots
[Ghostface] Scrungy-head

Verse One: Raekwon the

Lay on the crime scene, fine wines
Pullin on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
eyes closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard
Guns go off and now a bout
I'm out
My raps play the part a Get Smart secret agent
in a maze and, blazin, Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks in a daze and
rhymin, my nigga Lou Diamond wrap it up
We Meth to go and fuck with Noodles
them poodles on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical
Rap on dust and wools
Yo, I told you, some kill rob and
The gold's untold, fuck it it parole
So stroll marvelous, soul
of the whole globe, god I got it sewn
And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase
And we can talk, you can out the fuckin building
And get caught, save the fully
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz here to play you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to spot
Guns and glocks go to who got props
on top, niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, a guy about a hundred pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama got drama
Comma, smoke realize marijuana
Chef may resign to boat across the
Immaculate plus all my guns so
get CREAM and the cuisine in Queens
I you, money stated with the night beams, and two rings

Crazy fat, ready to do this shit
Sniff mad shit man, what the fuck
*car peels and

Verse Two: Killer

the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his in the drug game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, is the aftermath
Here's his
Run up in his lab, take off the mask and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, the hash, don't forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face
The blast
...
Then skate to the state
Further upstate, I heard they got weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates disco breaks
Yo look out for Jakes, it all it takes
burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, his mate
if the bitch scream, for sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin the kids who didn't make it
Hits a trace, never seen the Big C Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an

Verse U-God

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on seal it on, we're
Spark it on Talkathon
This rap phenomenon, to word is to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin out the door, but
Your rap's fraudulent, float in these rap quarter
with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These microphone professional,
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ to play with you
You know the steez you my whole program
Brothers from the No-Lands, all we is the G's
and grams, livin fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin pastas
Layin in the house the seeds about the sagas
we got Germanic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the put tones into the telly
tried to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two
Honeydips spendin G's on and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, force
We can play the A-Train, back of the horse

Yo man, knahmsayin? it man
*car squeels and twice*