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 ass, what 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] Shit aight, this ain't even burn right here
This enough
Fuck it man
[Raekwon] We gonna shoot right there
And yo them got the big CREAM over there
So just
So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid
Don't play me like I got a flowerpot kid
Just man
On the real let's go get this money fast Son
I know how we gotta do kid
*shots
Scrungy-head motherfucker

Verse Raekwon the Chef

Lay on the scene, sippin fine wines
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 in a daze and
rhymin, my Lou Diamond will 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, some 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 out the fuckin building
And get caught, the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz here to with you
A hundred dollar goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to niggaz who got
on top, niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama got drama
Comma, plus realize marijuana
Chef may to boat across the Farasana
Immaculate plus all my guns so
They get CREAM and the in Queens
I told you, money stated with the beams, and two rings

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

Two: Ghostface Killer

Who's the Knucklehead, wantin
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well
Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the
Here's his
Run up in his lab, take off the mask and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, don't forget his
Grab the gas, and place it in his face fast
The blast
...
Then 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
burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't make it
Hits a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, celebrate and sip an eighth

Verse Three:

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on seal it on, we're
Spark it on Talkathon
rap phenomenon, to word 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 fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap defense
These microphone professional,
operational, I got NIGGAZ here to play with you
You know the steez you my whole program
Brothers the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
and grams, livin fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin eatin
Layin in the house tellin the seeds about the
Before we got Germanic and got sporadic
We grabbed golden tablets and guarded the Abbots
hit the belly put tones into the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box skelly
I the weed dreams I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair
The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive
We can the A-Train, back of the iron horse

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