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, what the you think this is man?
Get the fuck up outta man
[Raekwon] So yo of fact, the man is back
[Ghostface] Think my head is madder than fuckin
[Raekwon] aight, this ain't 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 chill
[Ghostface] So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like kid
Don't play me like I got a flowerpot kid
chill man
[Raekwon] On the real go get this money fast Son
I know how we do this kid
*shots
[Ghostface] Scrungy-head

One: Raekwon the Chef

Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine
Pullin nines on, UFO's, takin they fly
They closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard
go off and now a murder bout
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 will wrap it up
We like to go and fuck with Noodles
Havin them poodles on the buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical
Rap niggaz on dust and
Yo, I you, some kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, fuck it it beats
So marvelous, soul controller
of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase
And we can talk, you can out the fuckin building
And get caught, save the fully
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz here to play you
A dollar Rottweiler goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to who got props
on top, jail niggaz get mad
And yo, mail a guy about a 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 and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the night beams, and two

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

Verse Two: Killer

Who's the Knucklehead, respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money known
singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath
Here's his
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
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his fast
The full
...
skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard they got weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like breaks
Yo out for Jakes, give it all it takes
Let's burn the place before we
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, his mate
if the bitch scream, for sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin the kids who didn't make it
Hits without a trace, seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth

Verse Three:

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on it on, we're silicone
it on your Talkathon
This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the
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
Reinforced with suspense, be on rap sword defense
microphone 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, fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin pastas
Layin in the house the seeds about the sagas
Before we got Germanic and thoughts got
We golden tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put into the telly
Sucker to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair
The crime boss, takin no loss, force
We can play the A-Train, back of the horse

Yo man, Fuck it man
squeels and crashes twice*