Luyện nghe bài hát Luxury Rap

[Featuring: the Godson]

1: Raekwon]
This the Terrordome, where niggas get up, Berretta blown
Or the vanilla 200X lebanon
Doofie gauge, 38s, 300 rebels
Out in Grenada, snow pebbles on prosperous
Hugh fucking?
Favorite color purple, we would circle the
He talk base, in a I-8 racing clear doors we
In life, in trying to get away these whores
Or rolling uptown in gambling
Stealing clothes in Macys, running out with five, six Valores
Thug couple Rugby who get fly and break jaws
And take papes the stakes is

[Verse 2: Fred Da
Rae me victorys unexpected
They hating on my chain, misery from a
See my and hear me spitting, know Im reckless
First nigga ever selling metaphors on List
Fresh shit, we on it, no what the joint
You the Hornets, you lost Chris Paul, whats point?
I spit a freestyle and be on
This beat feel I should rhyme with some Wallabees on
I would wrong if I told everybody get your up
But back to the real shit, that up, phase up
If he owe me dough, I hope he pay up
Hand on that trigger when that roll hell lay up
Wait up, its homicide humor
I couldve you sooner
I just provided the
Whatever he on, Ill bring it to you
Im a phenomenon, Travolta the tumor

3]
Blowing exotic kush, watermelon flavor, no
Burn it by the O-Z, from O-T
it from T-O, salute to the OG
Flips is high risk, but the is low key
Young hustlers, dreaming about and tours
The world is ours, and any store accepting the credit
Bought her: fly boosters, shades, and all that
Hit it in the back, fell back in the callback
Im busy chasing on the cash rule major
All we do is see numbers an old school pager
Double your wager, we busy clocking like
Time waits for no man, man be a hater
Land of opportunity, your mule and forty acres
Id rather mill and own a piece of the Lakers
with devils, and two stepping with saints
We young, black, and getting it, that you aint ever