Luyện nghe bài hát Tony Sigel

[Ghostface
Yo, straight out the ghetto, I'm damn
I Stack-A-Dollar like a whole of canned goods
Baggy jeans, no Timbs, A.C.G.
Living in the Crack Spot, at Sheek Louch
The narcotics is far garbage
Whether it's cold or it's August
My is fresh cuz I catch the harvest
My little cousin bubble Swatches and carry a oxes
a duece-deuce by his ankle and get it popping
You know, we be the clocking the graveyard shift
Big bundles, our CREAM, burning the lazer spliff
My man, jumps out the with the A.R. fifth
And we barred from plenty of parties cuz we shit
hoes, six months in the box
My little got her head shaved off
She made it home shop
We cartons, Pampers, Similac formula
it take because the paper keep calling ya
Gangstas keep balling for sure, we want
We make it from the tech and wop
The Lex pouring and the precincts have enough cups for us
To slow us up, hit us with dust
Then they rush, bust, my big man Ron'll the cuffs
Three-hundred pound nigga, po-po has to him up
They say my projects shall undergo therapy
We voted, we voting for Oprah, Obama, and Eric B.

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The ill rap that kill
Destroy shit but they able to
Come fuck the real
Coward, play your part
This shit'll yo' heart
Get hit a Ghostface dart
And you better live this shit to
Or be ready to it
Or be hit with a B. bullet
The ill rap that kill
Destroy shit but they able to
Come with the real

[Beanie
It's the Broad Street and the Killah with no face
My mack bullets burn tequila with no chase
My knifework like a guillotine sword
Niggaz stop fronting for my Killa Beez swarm
Bzzz, empty out the clip then reload
Shotgun barrel leave it smoking a broke stove
Yeah, and I'm all that bullshit
The casket, the hearse and the pastor in the
I a nigga at the drop of a dime
Just what I do for a quarter
Ain't no telling what I do for a
Pop a nigga right in front of his
Son a right in front of his daughter
And I'm nothing the father
He couldn't come from nuts I got
Or see Baltimore suck this
I know most of y'all wouldn't
Get it... get it...
Yeah, some niggaz will, and some niggaz
Like niggaz kill, and some niggaz don't
You'se a fake until you make it of nigga
I'm a straight up take it of nigga
Pistol whip a nigga 'til I break it type of
I'm hard on chumps, these dudes is fags
Put the guard on punks, the broom up they ass
Or the knife American meat
American Sig', it's Muslim, so I ain't Bush overseas
I with the wisdom of Malcolm, got the soul of a panther
So "By Any Means" is the anthem, you gon' have to cut me out the
cancer
I can't stop, won't stop, this how we do it Philly to Shaolin
All my niggaz in (Yeah nigga)

[Solomon
Guns imported from Dubai, and shitbags
Peach and pretty scapals
Renaissance, stick a pick in ya gut at the chapel
Or blow a for a box of Huggies
Cop killas with a box of
Gummies, stuck to the project
Niggaz is suited up and we for war