Luyện nghe bài hát Spot Rusherz - Raekwon

Yo! Can you me?
rap Magellan I ain't telling
Them niggas ran in the 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, this political kid
All out the yo, my man walked in
Pulling out son had mad clientele
me Cristal twice Kion, chill!
Watch them niggas, a-yo clique's from outta state
bubble weight in Far Rockaway with Blake Carrington
You know the kid with the most dough
And on fat shit clique they rock Lo sweaters
That's my man, my man too
Call him up on the of the Wu
And me gain duke
Grab the cell, I got a heist to off well
At the end of the week, I'm you a L
Lexus nigga, I talking bout Hancock
No time for weed no time to get locked
That night, up in the
Cousin had me out, skeed all outta my face
We gon' get dat crunchy chump for all of his
Don't try to front, you was sweating this
Guess who walked in having it, his man Farragut
Confront him with the Ruger on his back, in black
your man, where's the sky blue Land at?
Stop Wu in the back, smacked him wit the gat
(Yo, money he be here in fifteen!)
He's not lying, for the Millenia green to pull up
He got the Donna Karan on, two rings
Six carats a piece the chain swings
Like anchors on ships flooded with all chips
Back two clips - four-fifths wit rubber grips
Laying, two bottles of I was slaying
Meditating, red dot be waiting for my
the key in the lock, cocked the Glock
Turn the out, dip behind the couch
Kion, gag his
Infra-red at his head he entered
soft Perry Ellis leather with Dorinda
A friend of, wife, Kenya, the bitch larger than life
Yo, shorty be mad Columbian niggas
it, get on the floor meet the black Lex Luthor
Strip fast, the bitch had on Claiborne
Yo Rae I'm about to scrape her, Ghost
Thought for a second, turned
Threw the nine in his
Yo, where's the cash and the stash mixed?
I know!
Shot his hand, he started screaming a bitch!