Luyện nghe bài hát One

Yo, new Ghostface!
To glorious days, check it out
We back, yes yes
Masked avengers, we're here to your sword
All praises due to T.M.F., Clan
Scream on it,

A-yo, we at the weedgate, for Jake
We want eight ravioli bags, two villians yelling bellyaches
Heavyweight rhyme writers, hitting the grass that's the
Pull out this from this white bitch
Talking 'bout, "Dear Ghost, you the nigga I know
Like when the come, you never hide your toast"
starred in mad shit, CBL, Ice Water metallic
Past placed in gold caskets
Dru Hill bitches, lounging 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 Hines monument cakes, we never
Alaskan, sexcapade, push your new court
Trauma, is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
The branches in my weed be the
Swimsuit issue, sent truly from the heart, boo, I miss you
See rock a wristful
Modern slave God, graveyard spells, fog your
Laying like in the hospital
steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc ear, hear thistle

To my real bitches take drawers off
To all my high niggas, snatch her off
in case she wanna play, get up in that bitch face
And her Ghost said, "Take your clothes off!"

A-yo, the Devil planted fear inside the babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, going crazy
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cuts
Fast from the hog and grow 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 dumped the
Sour mash in every glass up at the Wally Bash
Sunsplash, autograph blessing with name slashed
Backdraft, four-pounders screaming the pearly ash
Children fix the as the sound clashes
Mrs. Dash, sprinkle her icicle eyelash
Ask Cappa Pendergrass for backstage
guest, no more Johnny Blaze, Johnny Mathis
Acrobat, run up on that Love actress
Distract the cat I'm high sugar get a crack at this
Dicking Oprah, jumprope, David Dinkins
Watch the black of DC hit the mocha
Tangerine sofa, two soakers in the Rover
Hit the sport's bar, tell a young to bend over
Meditated yoga, Ball, dancing with the vulture
Castor Troy laying for
Yo, the lingo, five-nine-seventy
God glow, seven four be ebony

A-yo, the Devil planted fear inside the black
Fifty cent in the hood, they going crazy
Dead placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
from the hog y'all and grow up