Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Be Specific - Tragedy, Raekwon, + more

One time, one time, one
Styles different but let's be specific
One time, one time, one
kinda different but let's be specific

This is right here, 60 minutes, y'all

You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the
No type remorse I pull skill, kill you and your fucking horse
I'm in the midst of moments lyrical guns bust
Bible's you trust and clocks turn to dust
Explain and slain, you slave, you're like Batman

to your bitch ass Batcave
Be when you witness and turn like Burger maids
Got you while you're dreaming and Cool Whip seamen
Headaches are earthquakes, break you down
And crying out for you ladies, motherfucking

One time, one time, one
Styles different but let's be specific

Foot up fitted if you got work
We lying in sooken put you on your back, sent you on way
Yo, looking, never catching the cap, the horns
In Louis in Brooklyn
over from the fo'er wit the dress stower

Got the 80, oh think [unverified] nickel want to roll up
Get your motherfucking shit up
Now it's back to Queens to fiends
Making T's for enemies, my on my enemies

Sipping Hennessey wit my on some crime shit
One time me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the then breeze
Still my goal is to leave out of state, keys

The nation, representation, I represent
Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and
Forever off the hen demon, niggaz is scheming
My crews mega wit gun play then Sega

Pick up the cellular, Capone-N-Noreaga
The nickel plated auto I rip for dolo
Fuck one time, I'm bucking back at the
Mr Danny got me acting like

Squeeze macs outta state, [unverified] one in tracks
I'm addicted to the CREAM, I cheese and stacks
So I'm a die trying wit AK's and

One time, one time, one
Styles different but let's be specific

Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, it, check it, yo

the key money, time to get the stacks and maintain
Analyze papers, staying drape wit chains
The Clan has built, armaretta's in milk
Rap skin flex nothing but fly silk

For real, Shaolin, house of whylin', house
Peace to profiling on the island
the view, play the view, cash in my crew
If I feel shyest, watch the ice turn

But for now, the cow wit the know how
Chef be on the low down, sidewalk chalk wit the White
He, yo, who bless cassettes
Peace my niggaz, one love to Funkmaster

I'm in the hole knocking in sing-sing
Barefoot in from jacking yours nigga 'cuz you saw
99 ups, I'm fiending for the mic
I'm starting to bug the fuck out, I'm on mice

They feed me like an animal, my is mad wild
Now in population, I refuse to crack a smile
since I blew trial, my attitude is fucked up
Anybody say shit to me is getting up

Petty dope dealers, pimps and big
Foxx got the black rock down to rhyme
I'm born on one's crafty ripping skulls
Chopping mad niggaz to the blade is mad

One time, one time, one
Styles kinda different but be specific