Luyện nghe bài hát Spot Rusherz - Raekwon

Yo! Can you me?
Storytelling rap I ain't telling
Them ran in the spot for selling
up, pushed up, man got mushed up
Seen him at a rap acting like fat cat though
gold, shining like a real big boy
This nigga had ice on Chips Ahoy!
Cats surrounded, political brown kid
All out the yo, my man walked in
mints out son had mad clientele
Order me twice Kion, chill!
them niggas, a-yo that clique's from outta state
They bubble weight in Far Rockaway Blake Carrington
You know the kid with the most getters
And on fat shit clique they rock Lo sweaters
That's my man, my man too
him up on the strength of the Wu
And me gain duke
the cell, I got a heist to pull off well
At the end of the week, I'm you a L
Lexus nigga, I ain't bout Hancock
No for weed plus no time to get locked
That night, up in the
had me laced out, skeed all outta my face
We get dat crunchy chump for all of his lump
Don't try to front, you was this Hilfidiger
Guess who walked in having it, his man Farragut
him with the Ruger on his back, walk in black
Where's your man, where's the sky Land at?
Stop playing Wu in the back, him wit the gat
(Yo, said he be here in fifteen!)
He's not lying, wait for the Millenia to pull up
He got the Donna Karan shit on, two
Six carats a piece the chain swings
anchors on ships flooded with all diamond chips
Back pockets: two clips - four-fifths wit rubber
Laying, two bottles of I was slaying
Meditating, red dot be for my payment
the key in the lock, cocked the Glock
Turn the lights out, dip the couch
Kion, gag his
at his head when he entered
Butter Perry Ellis leather with Dorinda
A of, Kion's wife, Kenya, the bitch larger than life
Yo, shorty be mad Columbian niggas
Fuck it, get on the meet the black Lex Luthor
fast, the bitch had on Claiborne drawers
Yo Rae I'm about to scrape her, chill
for a second, turned around
Threw the nine in his
Yo, the cash and the stash that's mixed?
I know!
his hand, he started screaming like a bitch!