Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

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

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

One: Raekwon the Chef

Lay on the scene, sippin fine wines
Pullin nines on, UFO's, takin they fly
They closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, about
Guns go off and now a murder
I'm out
My raps play the part like a Get Smart secret
in a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny and Tony Starks in a daze and
rhymin, my nigga Lou will 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 you, some kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, it it beats parole
So stroll marvelous, controller
of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase
And we can talk, you can out the fuckin building
And get caught, the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz here to with you
A dollar Rottweiler goes to spot sellers
and glocks go to niggaz who got props
on top, jail niggaz get mad
And yo, mail a guy a hundred pictures
Word to momma, rap wonderama team got drama
Comma, plus smoke realize
Chef may resign to boat across the
Immaculate all my guns so accurate
get CREAM and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated the night beams, and two rings

Crazy fat, ready to do this shit
[Ghostface] Sniff mad shit man, the fuck
peels and crashes*

Verse Two: Ghostface

the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well
Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the
his photograph
Run up in his lab, off the mask Chaz and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, don't forget his
the tear gas, and place it in his face fast
The full
...
skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard they got weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates disco breaks
Yo out for Jakes, give it all it takes
Let's burn the before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the grey
by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't make it
Hits without a trace, never the Big C Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an

Verse Three:

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on it on, we're silicone
Spark it on your
This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw
Blowin out the door, but
Your fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword
These professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to play you
You the steez you know my whole program
Brothers from the No-Lands, all we is the G's
guns and grams, fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, eatin pastas
in the house tellin the seeds about the sagas
Before we got Germanic and got sporadic
We grabbed tablets 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 top two degrees
Honeydips G's on nails and hair weave
The boss, takin no loss, excessive force
We can play the A-Train, back of the iron

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