Luyện nghe bài hát One

Yo, new Ghostface!
To glorious days, check it out
We back, yes yes
avengers, we're here to sharpen your sword
All praises due to T.M.F., Wu-Tang
on it, Ghost

A-yo, we at the weedgate, waiting for
We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty yelling bellyaches
Heavyweight rhyme writers, hitting the grass that's the
Pull out this kite this white bitch
Talking 'bout, "Dear Ghost, you the nigga I know
Like when the cops come, you never hide toast"
Guest starred in mad shit, CBL, Ice Water
Past tense placed in caskets
Dru Hill bitches, specialist at the mosque
Suede wrap, undercover dentist
Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target the NARCs hit
Rumor is you start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet Grace, wind lifted
On the dancefloor, makeover's free by gauze
Duncan monument cakes, we never half-baked
Alaskan, sexcapade, push your new court
Trauma, hands is candy canes, lay my balls on ice
The in my weed be the vein
Swimsuit issue, darts truly from the heart, boo, I miss you
See daddy rock a
Modern slave God, spells, fog your goggles
Laying like in the hospital
steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, thistle

To my real take your drawers off
To all my niggas, snatch her skirt off
Just in case she wanna play, get up in that bitch
And tell her said, "Take your clothes off!"

A-yo, the Devil planted fear the black babies
Fifty sodas in the hood, they going crazy
meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from the hog y'all and up

A-yo, crash through, the glass, Tony with the goalie mask
the pass, heavy ice Roley laying on the dash
Love the grass, cauliflower hurting when I the trash
Sour mash served in glass up at the Wally Bash
Sunsplash, autograph blessing your name slashed
Backdraft, screaming with the pearly ash
Children fix the contrast as the clashes
Mrs. Dash, sprinkle her icicle eyelash
Ask Cappa Pendergrass for passes
Special guest, no more Blaze, Johnny Mathis
Acrobat, run up on that Jones actress
Distract the cat while I'm high sugar get a crack at
Dicking Oprah, jumprope, David Dinkins
Watch the black of DC hit the mocha
Tangerine sofa, two super in the Rover
Hit the sport's bar, tell a lady to bend over
Meditated yoga, Paddle Ball, dancing with the
Castor laying for Travolta
Yo, switch the lingo,
God glow, seven fifteen be ebony

A-yo, the Devil planted fear inside the babies
cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold
Fast from the hog y'all and up