Luyện nghe bài hát Odd Couple

[Intro:
Yo yo up!
who's back in the joint
It's The Odd Couple in the
and C-Don, for real!

[Chorus 1:
like that y'all
Niggas'll crack y'all, attack
W.T.C. kid, we y'all!

(Ghostface Killah)]
Yea, for real, for
(Eh yo, chop this man
time for me to splash 'em)
OFF!

[Ghostface
Eh yo we dollars Sinatra's, jewellery truck
did it up, chop shop it
Walked out in Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus with the grey
Famous for The Book of Greed, long
Bentley, 9th Prince will decease, made of Ginseng
Seen it? It's real, liver than chase
on Staten I was clappin with the Captain
My style is gangsta, bulletproof shorts
I'll fuck you up and come in a horse
We like Shaft outta Africa, graham cracker
this side, four or five gold teeth
On my neck be the Brolic shit, CREAM
shit, flashin the ill data things
Excalate, sure raids, chez the straps on
John jumper, Eleanor Poker the Mac
Me and C. Goines, material
Words collide, we might pop up in your
Rock you twice, rock wife
known for drives on bikes
Tell man to stop sendin me kites
We Woods in the 'hood
The Odd Couple up to no
handsome and plus whisper made son

[Chorus 2: Ghostface
It's like y'all
Niggas'll crack y'all, attack
W.T.C. kid, we y'all!
It's yo the belt is our's, bitch-ass mothafuckas!
It's that y'all
crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. son, we y'all!

[Interlude:
The Odd Couple!
and C-Don, for real!

I 4-30, hands clustered
I walk dusted, Big Don with the gold plate
Pop the cork, buttersoft lights, pop guns at the
New York, you on the elevator
Catch you for your watch and Alligators
first, funny style niggas, manipulators, FUCK OFF!
It's The Odd Couple, see you in the Range, bullets start the
Supreme Clients, y'all niggas see us
Spit track an 8-ball, ready to brawl
All for one, all for Pillage, run across stage
Come in your state, bust your gate
Throw spit a tre'-8, Ghostface
Live on the crack tour with C-Don
Crack your jaw when on
Crack you in the with a bottle of Dom Perignon
Fuck Antoine, fuck my Bentley
My wife fillin pits with hoes
Front pole, snatch 'phones out your

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[Chorus 3: Killah - to fade, overlapping outro]
It's that y'all
Niggas'll crack y'all, y'all
W.T.C. kid, we y'all!
It's that y'all
Niggas'll crack y'all, attack
W.T.C. son, we y'all!

Ghostface Killah (Cappadonna)]
Y'all mothafuckas don't know how to act when y'all hold somethin,
time to give that shit up now nigga, for real
The Blair Witch is yo
(Straight up! The Don of all Dons, up, for real nigga!)
Y'all little niggas
y'all see me none of y'all niggas better say peace
For real!
Y'all niggas be holdin this shit
frontin
We let it for a couple of years and shit
Yeah, for real, like..
mothafuckas know boy