Luyện nghe bài hát Odd Couple

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

[Chorus 1:
It's that y'all
crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we y'all!

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

[Ghostface
Eh yo we million dollars Sinatra's, jewellery
Vest did it up, chop it
Walked out in Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus the grey goose
Famous for The Book of Greed, nose
King Bentley, 9th Prince will decease, of Ginseng
Seen it? It's real, than chase Manhatten
Word on Staten I was with the Captain
My style is gangsta, bulletproof shorts
I'll fuck you up and come through in a
We Shaft outta Africa, graham cracker wild
Beneath this side, four or gold teeth
On my neck be the Brolic shit, hurricane
Guerilla shit, the ill data things
Excalate, raids, chez with the straps on
John jumper, Eleanor with the Mac
Me and C. Goines, material
Words collide, we pop up in your cereal
you twice, rock your wife
Best known for on bikes
Tell your man to stop sendin me
We Tigers Woods in the
The Odd up to no good
Y'all handsome and whisper made son

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

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

I melt 4-30, hands
I walk dusted, Big Don with the gold plate
Pop the cork, lights, pop guns at the pork
New York, catch you on the
Catch you for your and your Alligators
Blast first, funny niggas, manipulators, FUCK OFF!
The Odd Couple, see you in the Range, bullets start the exchange
Supreme Clients, niggas can't see us
Spit track an 8-ball, ready to brawl
All for one, all for Pillage, run y'all stage
Come in your state, bust down gate
Throw like a tre'-8, Ghostface
Live on the crack with Bigga C-Don
Crack jaw when it's on
Crack you in the face with a of Dom Perignon
Fuck Antoine, fuck my homes
My wife fillin pits with hoes
pole, snatch 'phones out your earlobe

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

[Outro: Killah (Cappadonna)]
Y'all mothafuckas don't know how to act y'all hold somethin, huh?
It's time to give 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
When y'all see me none of y'all niggas better say
For real!
niggas don't be holdin this shit
Y'all
We let it slide for a couple of years and
Yeah, for real, like..
Y'all mothafuckas boy