Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Intercourse

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

One: Nas

Through the lights cameras and action, glamour and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to the globe
I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
to peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police me to give in my gun
Trick my Wisdom, with the system imprisoned my son
Smoke a leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it haunts me
while, style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they on the
pretty in life, props is a true thug's wife
like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, the unpredictable
salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual

Verse Two: Raekwon the

Perhaps bullets bust niggaz mad money
True lies and white guys, we can see it the eyes
Catch the most on tape, disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends lickin
In the building niggaz building, like little 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 niggaz all the real worth
questioning, rooftop cats invested in
Tradin in they Lexus' GS's messages
Two and two makes four, crazily pour
Gun my crew phantom like swords

Verse Ghostface Killer

With the green leathers, pound snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, Jakes we shake
I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things, and it's wild for war
like somewhere the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
stacks yo I hold
Thousands of cracks bagged up inside the
Don't keep jack in my lap, don't see Tupac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with
Shoot-outs making me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the drop
In the Now, I'm bangin for slide time
up Duke I'm next, show em mine
And what the 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 doors yo, you're starin in the mess
adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin
New surrenderin, come home not rememberin
Made bail different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Flashbacks, of the day room, mop ringer
Your ass got bashed tryin to turn the dial
You told boo you was whylin
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your family's Shaolin
High class cooks, throw on vestes out of books
Infirmary are screaming, "I got drugs!"
Sharpen 190 mixed with baby oil and shit
Your in the kitchen stashing ice picks
Well end this with a big red cherry on top
Me, Nas and Rae got the best product on the

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