Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz - Raekwon

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 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 than fuckin fire
[Raekwon] Shit aight, this even enough burn right here
This enough
[Ghostface] it man
[Raekwon] We gonna shoot right there
And yo them niggaz got the big over there
So just
[Ghostface] So let's do this the up, roll up like tropical kid
Don't me like I got a flowerpot head kid
chill man
[Raekwon] On the let's go get this money fast Son
I know how we gotta do kid
*shots
[Ghostface] motherfucker

Verse Raekwon the Chef

Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine
Pullin nines on, UFO's, takin they fly
They eyes closed, we gettin
No doubt, the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder
I'm out
My play the part like a Get Smart secret agent
in a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks in a and
rhymin, my nigga Lou will wrap it up
We like Meth to go and fuck Noodles
Havin them on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin
Rap niggaz on dust and
Yo, I you, some kill rob and fold
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 high
And we can talk, you can out the fuckin building
And get caught, save the fully
Rap relatable, relatable
here to play with you
A dollar Rottweiler goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to who got props
on top, niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a hundred
to momma, this rap wonderama team got drama
Comma, plus smoke realize
Chef may to boat across the Farasana
plus all my guns so accurate
They get and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money with the night beams, and two rings

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

Verse Two: Ghostface

Who's the Knucklehead, respect?
his fingers in the drug game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, is the aftermath
his photograph
Run up in his lab, take off the mask Chaz and fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, the hash, don't forget his stash
Grab the gas, and place it in his face fast
The blast
...
Then to the next state
Further upstate, I heard they got crazy
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco
Yo look out for Jakes, give it all it
Let's burn the place we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his
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 floatin in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't it
Hits a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an

Three: you-God

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on seal it on, we're
Spark it on your
rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw
out the door, bones but
Your rap's fraudulent, float in rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap defense
These microphone professional,
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to with you
You know the steez you my whole program
from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
guns and grams, 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 tablets and quick the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones into the
Sucker to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and weave
The crime boss, no loss, excessive force
We can play the A-Train, back of the horse

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