Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz - Raekwon

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

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

Verse One: the Chef

Lay on the crime scene, fine wines
nines on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we loot
No doubt, the word 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, Johnny and Tony Starks in a daze and
rhymin, my nigga Lou Diamond will it up
We like to go and fuck with Noodles
Havin them on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin
Rap on dust and wools
Yo, I told you, kill rob and fold
The untold, fuck it it beats parole
So marvelous, soul controller
of the whole globe, god I got it sewn
And yo, whattup pop, pop the high
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin
And get caught, save the inflatable
Rap relatable, relatable
Niggaz here to play you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to sellers
Guns and go to niggaz who got props
on top, jail get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy a hundred pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got
Comma, smoke realize marijuana
Chef may to boat across the Farasana
plus all my guns so accurate
They get CREAM and the cuisine in
I told you, money stated with the night beams, and two

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

Verse Two: Ghostface

the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the game, money well known
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, forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face
The blast
...
Then to the next state
Further upstate, I heard got crazy 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, 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 crushed up the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't it
Hits without a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and
Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth

Verse Three:

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

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