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 of fact, the man is back
[Ghostface] my head is madder than fuckin fire
[Raekwon] Shit aight, ain't even enough burn right here
This ain't
Fuck it man
[Raekwon] We gonna shoot right over
And yo them niggaz got the big CREAM there
So just
[Ghostface] So let's do this the fuck up, roll up tropical kid
Don't play me I got a flowerpot head kid
Just man
[Raekwon] On the real let's go get money fast Son
I know how we do this kid
fire*
[Ghostface] motherfucker

Verse Raekwon the Chef

Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine
Pullin nines on, UFO's, takin fly clothes
eyes closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a bout
I'm out
My raps play the part like a Get 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
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 marvelous, soul controller
of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, whattup pop, pop the high
And we can talk, you can walk out the building
And get caught, save the fully
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz to play with you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler to spot sellers
Guns and go to niggaz who got props
on top, niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got
Comma, plus smoke realize
Chef may to boat across the Farasana
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, gettin ready to do shit
[Ghostface] Sniff mad shit man, the fuck
*car peels and

Verse Two: Ghostface

Who's the Knucklehead, respect?
Chop his fingers in the game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, is the aftermath
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 his stash
the tear gas, and place it in his face fast
The full
...
Then skate to the next
Further upstate, I they got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like breaks
Yo look out for Jakes, give it all it
Let's burn the before we motivate
Yo Blake, don't fink, rape his mate
if the scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who make it
without a trace, never seen the Big C Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, celebrate and sip an eighth

Three: U-God

The rap scar is on rap
Put it on seal it on, silicone
Spark it on your
This rap phenomenon, to is bond to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin out the door, but
Your fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to play you
You know the steez you know my whole
Brothers the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
guns and grams, livin fat the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin eatin
Layin in the house tellin the about the sagas
we got Germanic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden tablets and guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the put tones into the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box skelly
I smoke the dreams I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair
The boss, takin no loss, excessive force
We can play the A-Train, of the iron horse

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