Luyện nghe bài hát Spot Rusherz - Raekwon

Yo! Can you me?
rap Magellan 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
Glasses gold, shining like a big boy
This had mega ice on Chips Ahoy!
Cats surrounded, political brown kid
All out the wind yo, my man in
Pulling out son had mad clientele
Order me twice Kion, chill!
Watch them niggas, a-yo that from outta state
They bubble in Far Rockaway with Blake Carrington
You know the kid with the most getters
And terrors on fat shit clique they Lo sweaters
That's my man, my man too
him up on the strength of the Wu
And watch me gain
Grab the cell, I got a heist to off well
At the end of the week, I'm you a L
Lexus nigga, I ain't bout Hancock
No time for weed no time to get locked
That night, up in the
Cousin had me laced out, all outta my face
We gon' get dat crunchy chump for all of his
Don't try to front, you was sweating Hilfidiger
Guess who walked in it, his man from Farragut
him with the Ruger on his back, walk in black
Where's man, where's the sky blue Land at?
playing Wu in the back, smacked him wit the gat
(Yo, money said he be in fifteen!)
He's not lying, wait for the green to pull up
He got the Donna Karan shit on, two
Six a piece plus the chain swings
Like anchors on ships flooded with all chips
pockets: two clips - four-fifths wit rubber grips
Laying, two bottles of I was slaying
Meditating, red dot be waiting for my
Heard the key in the lock, the Glock
Turn the out, dip behind the couch
Kion, gag his
Infra-red at his when he entered
Butter soft Perry Ellis with Dorinda
A friend of, Kion's wife, Kenya, the bitch than life
Yo, shorty be fucking mad Columbian
Fuck it, get on the floor meet the Lex Luthor
fast, the bitch had on Claiborne drawers
Yo Rae I'm about to her, chill Ghost
for a second, turned around
Threw the nine in his
Yo, where's the cash and the stash mixed?
I know!
Shot his hand, he started screaming a bitch!