Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Intercourse

[Rae] No tricks, no baby
Yeah, aiyyo Rae
[Ghf] it out y'all
[Nas] It's the
[Ghf] Fly
[Rae] Yeah
[Nas] Tony Starks and umm Lex
[Ghf] Starks, my nigga Nas
Strength my whole team is eatin off this type of shit
[Nas] For all the niggaz out there, yaknahmean
[Ghf] up
[Rae] Good shit, next time, no more whatever shit
[Nas] Fakes be celebratin but be mistaken
[Ghf] Word to the
[Rae] Keep your open and your wallet in your front pocket
All types of shit, yo son
[Rae] Rock it, RZA Chef and Nas niggaz is the prophet
[Nas] Tell em it's on
[Ghf] Show those how to rhyme
[Rae] RZA Chef and Nas niggaz is the prophet
[Ghf] It's only like five percent out of a
[Rae] RZA Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet
Do it to em baby

Verse Nas

the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast like yeast
to conquer peace leaving savages to in the streets
Live on the run, paying me to give in my gun
my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat,
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never me
while, funny style niggaz in the pile
heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed they pussy with they minds on the
pretty things in life, props is a true thug's
It's like a cycle, niggaz home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit
From the to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns life, rapidly, that's the ritual

Verse Two: Raekwon the

Perhaps bust niggaz discuss mad money
True and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
Catch the most on tape, disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, lickin plates
In the niggaz building, like little children starin
older niggaz aint carin
Sirens circlin are lurkin in your baggage
oh, one's now, what, smack him in his cabbage
In the woodwork, crack cells bubble Woolworth's
in the projects, richest rockin all the real worth
questioning, rooftop cats invested in
Tradin in they Lexus' GS's messages
Two and two four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun my crew phantom like swords

Verse Ghostface Killer

With the green leathers, hunded pound snakes and
Fiends found in lakes, jeolously Jakes we
What I strive for is what I for
by material things, and it's wild like for war
like somewhere the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Future yo I hold
Thousands of cracks up inside the shoebox
Don't keep in my lap, don't wanna see Tupac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with
Shoot-outs me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In the Now, I'm bangin niggaz for time
Hurry up Duke I'm next, em mine
And the fuck is you looking at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with that Bay hat
Watch your back the hall, new niggaz slide through
like yo, you're starin in the mess hall
adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin
New jacks surrenderin, come home not
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress
gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Flashbacks, of the day room, mop style
Your faggot ass got bashed to turn the dial
You told boo you was whylin
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your from Shaolin
class cooks, throw on vestes out of phone books
Infirmary are screaming, "I got drugs!"
Sharpen toothbrushes 190 with baby oil and shit
Your man's in the stashing ice picks
Well end this with a big red cherry on top
Me, Nas and Rae got the product on the block

[Rae] Strength my whole team is eatin off this of shit
[Ghf] Word up, your hands up
[Rae] Good shit, next time, no more whatever shit
[Ghf] Cock the Mac an say whatever
[Rae] your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
[Ghf] Your stale, exoticness, fly shit
[Rae] RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the
Floatin on in nine-five in the basement