Luyện nghe bài hát Tony Sigel

[Ghostface
Yo, out the ghetto, I'm damn hood
I Stack-A-Dollar like a rack of canned goods
Baggy jeans, no Timbs, A.C.G.
Living in the Spot, banging at Sheek Louch
The narcotics is far from
Whether it's cold or late August
My shit is fresh cuz I 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 boys the graveyard shift
Big bundles, counting our CREAM, burning the lazer
My man, jumps out the whip with the A.R.
And we barred from plenty of cuz we start shit
hoes, six months in the box
My little sister got her head off
She it home from shop
We selling cartons, Pampers, formula
Anything it take the paper keep calling ya
Gangstas balling for sure, we want more
We make it rain the tech and wop
The Lex pouring and the precincts have enough cups for us
To slow us up, hit us with dust
Then rush, bust, my big man Ron'll break the cuffs
pound nigga, po-po has to fuck him up
They say that my projects undergo therapy
We never voted, we voting for Oprah, Obama, and B.

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

Sigel]
It's the Broad Street Bully and the Killah with no
My mack bullets burn tequila with no chase
My knifework a guillotine sword cutting
Niggaz stop fronting for my Killa swarm something
Bzzz, out the whole clip then reload
Shotgun barrel it smoking like a broke stove
Yeah, and I'm all that bullshit
The casket, the and the pastor in the pulpit
I kill a nigga at the drop of a
Just imagine I do for a quarter
no telling what I do for a dollar
Pop a right in front of his mama
Son a nigga right in front of his
And I'm nothing like the
He couldn't come these nuts I got
Or see Baltimore suck cock
I know most of wouldn't understand
Get it... get it...
Yeah, some niggaz will, and some niggaz
Like some niggaz kill, and niggaz don't
You'se a until you make it type of nigga
I'm a up take it type of nigga
Pistol whip a nigga 'til I it type of nigga
I'm hard on chumps, these dudes is fags
Put the guard on punks, push the broom up ass
Or the knife like 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' to cut me out the track
like
I can't stop, won't stop, this how we do it from to Shaolin
All my swap in (Yeah nigga)

[Solomon
imported from Dubai, wheelchairs and shitbags
Peach Snapples and pretty
Renaissance, stick a pick in ya gut at the chapel
Or blow a nigga for a box of
Cop killas a box of dummies
Gummies, to the project floors
Niggaz is suited up and we for war