Luyện nghe bài hát One

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

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

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

A-yo, the Devil planted fear the black babies
Fifty cent 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, break the glass, Tony with the mask
That's the pass, heavy ice Roley on the dash
Love the grass, cauliflower hurting I dumped the trash
Sour mash served in every glass up at the Bash
Sunsplash, autograph blessing with name slashed
Backdraft, screaming with the pearly ash
Children fix the as the sound clashes
Mrs. Dash, sprinkle her icicle eyelash
Ask Cappa Pendergrass for backstage
Special guest, no Johnny Blaze, Johnny Mathis
Acrobat, run up on that Love Jones
the cat while I'm high sugar get a crack at this
Dicking down Oprah, jumprope, David
Watch the black mayor of DC hit the
Tangerine sofa, two soakers in the Rover
Hit the sport's bar, a young lady to bend over
Meditated yoga, Paddle Ball, dancing the vulture
Castor Troy for Travolta
Yo, the lingo, five-nine-seventy
God glow, fifteen four be ebony

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