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

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

This is flavor here, 60 minutes, y'all

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

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

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

Foot up [unverified] fitted if you got
We lying in put you on your back, sent you on your way
Yo, looking, never catching the cap, the horns
In your in Brooklyn
Getting over from the wit the dress stower

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

Sipping wit my mind on some crime shit
One searching me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the loot then
Still my is to leave out of state, push keys

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

up the cellular, call Capone-N-Noreaga
The plated auto when I rip for dolo
Fuck one time, I'm back at the poo-poo
Mr Danny got me like that

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

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

Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, check it, 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 kilt flex but fly silk

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

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

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

feed me like an animal, my style is mad wild
Now back in population, I refuse to a smile
Ever I blew trial, my attitude is fucked up
Anybody say shit to me is stuffed up

Petty dope dealers, and big playas
Foxx got the black down to rhyme sayer
I'm born on crafty shank ripping skulls
Chopping mad niggaz to the is mad dull

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