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 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] Think my head is madder than fuckin
[Raekwon] Shit aight, this 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 do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid
play me like I got a flowerpot head kid
Just man
On the real let's go get this money fast Son
I know how we gotta do kid
*shots
[Ghostface] motherfucker

Verse One: Raekwon the

Lay on the scene, sippin fine wines
Pullin nines on, UFO's, they fly clothes
eyes closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a bout
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 will it up
We like Meth to go and fuck Noodles
Havin them poodles on the lockdown me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical
Rap on dust and wools
Yo, I told you, some rob and fold
The untold, fuck it it beats parole
So stroll marvelous, soul
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 fuckin
And get caught, save the fully
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz here to play you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to sellers
Guns and glocks go to who got props
on top, jail niggaz get mad
And yo, a guy about a hundred pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got
Comma, plus realize marijuana
Chef may resign to boat across the
Immaculate plus all my so accurate
They get and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the beams, and two rings

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

Verse Two: Killer

Who's the Knucklehead, respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money known
Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the
Here's his
Run up in his lab, take off the Chaz and think 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
...
skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard 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 don't fink, his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, the grey tape
by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four found floatin in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the who didn't make it
without a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's and sip an eighth

Verse Three:

The rap is on rap chrome
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
rap's fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to 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 pastas
Layin in the house tellin the seeds about the
Before we got Germanic and got sporadic
We golden tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
hit the belly put tones into the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box like
I smoke the weed I drop top two degrees
spendin G's on nails and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, force
We can play the A-Train, back of the horse

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