Luyện nghe bài hát The Heist

Straight up nigga, I'm a money man
You know time it is with me, yo
right
Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the man
the bones out man for real
Yeah all applepie,
Straight up, Flipmode BK thing

Aiyo, it was the heist since ice
rituals
Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop
Holdin' a navy Uzi
Krush Groovin' waves off the
Coolin', how we make movies
gun brawlers, bounce
Black down bill-a-head banks, colorful shanks
the way we live, Staten Island kid

Old dog in it, the vaccine with no pork in it
Vivid paper chasin'
swollen, we holdin'
Drink chocolate before we roll in
It's like that ya'll, we
all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the district
Tiffany's, pretty brick is on the second floor balcony
Gems is magnificent, diamonds is
"Busta Rhymes me, nevermind help!"

Aiyo caught 'em at the ice pavilion, dressy, salad bar Nestle
Four white niggas covered in vest think like a mob flick
Guessin' like Patsy in the mask, bust
Got aggravated, slapped the glass
One beamin', fagot ass lay on the floor ya fuck!
his broken arm to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga live coma
young Italians, suited down personal style

I'm in valor designin' on the 'dallions
Felt some crackers was in back of me
on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set
Ghost me bust a shot, motored
Four male in paper work,
We get once more before we blow this
nobody
Left 'em all down, brotha
Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci

Money!
dead on the floor
Nigga, pass the to the door
Pass me all the cash in the
Or I promise be payin' the price
Feelin' like a nigga died
Execute the world's greatest diamond
niggas know we out to get this money!

(C'mon money! C'mon money! money!)
Raekwon, Ghostface, Rocky c'mon!
(C'mon money! C'mon money! money! C'mon money!)
Let's get money nigga

Yeah we the mind out west
Somewhere in
The Feds is after us, on my back
Whippin' the Acuras, feel like a Mac
A rug in on percussion
I'll bust in your gate, it's nothin'
A storm, ice rainin', mind containin'
Info, nigga you in for complainin'

bars deep in this language
Did I tell you how my spent?
Speakin' through the face of Reagan
history, calligraphy
Kaleidescope colors, hollow head shells and flarin'
Hate to see me comin' like gray on day of judgment
Makes you wonder where the went
Hit a nigga, him to some buzzards

Put up numbers, plus I'm one to his mug in
We duck in the safe, check I'm huggin'
Rocks the size of shit, out in the Congo
My arms full, let's get the out, Busta I got you

Aiyo we do great study on fossils and stones like
Gemologists, collect the most priceless ices
Canary stones like a pumpkin
Dunkin' Donut precious size stones make me cut the safe open
Rae the blowtorch, ghost brought the dynamite stick
Marciano a chisel with an ice pick
Princess cuts, invisible
the world's greatest diamond heist
Playin' a tune by Otis

cones hang from the ceiling just like still?
Time to throw on a skully and a rag tight
Throwin' went off and in the basket
Grabbed the from off the satin pillow while the glass casket
Ice lay across the burgundy velvet
Up in the slide-tray
Gun in face, slide it right away
Roundtable with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the of them Jewish niggas

We got them drunk and talkin' foolish see
You know the way we straight manipulated shit
We swindle them niggas for all their things
Before we and shit, yeah, ya'll niggas know we skated early
Disguised ourselves as the Cidic Jews and even my sideburns curly
Bounce to and spend some pesos
And bury the diamonds on an island never heard like Turks in Keikos
we hit, we in and out quick
Don't be surprised if we behind niggas all the platinum and shit

(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Yeah, the world's jewel heist
(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Thoroughly and executed
(Money! Money! Money! ! Money!)
By none than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef
(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Marciano and Busta Rhymes
(Money!)
A job well done fellas, very good of work