Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

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

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

Verse One: the Chef

Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine
nines on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we loot
No doubt, check the of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder
I'm out
My raps play the part like a Get Smart agent
in a maze and, styles blazin, Blaze and Tony Starks in a daze and
rhymin, my nigga Lou Diamond wrap it up
We like Meth to go and fuck with
Havin them on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin
Rap niggaz on and wools
Yo, I told you, kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, it it beats parole
So stroll marvelous, controller
of the globe, god damn I got it sewn
And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin
And get caught, the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz to play with you
A hundred dollar goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to niggaz who got
on top, jail niggaz get mad
And yo, a guy about a hundred pictures
Word to momma, this rap team got drama
Comma, plus smoke realize
Chef may resign to across the Farasana
Immaculate plus all my guns so
They get and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the beams, and two rings

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

Verse Two: Killer

the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, well known
singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath
Here's his
Run up in his lab, off the mask Chaz and think fast
laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, don't forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face
The blast
...
skate to the next state
Further upstate, I they got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in like disco breaks
Yo look out for Jakes, it all it takes
Let's burn the before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz fink, rape his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found floatin in
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't it
Hits without a trace, never seen the Big C Rae and
Congratulations Chef, celebrate and sip an eighth

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 to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw
out the door, bones but
Your fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on rap sword defense
These microphone professional,
Fully operational, I got here to play with you
You the steez you know my whole program
from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
guns and grams, livin fat like the
Mafia, sippin eatin
Layin in the tellin the seeds about the sagas
Before we got and thoughts got sporadic
We golden tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box like
I smoke the weed I drop 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, Fuck it man
squeels and crashes twice*