Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Intercourse

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

One: Nas

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

Verse Two: Raekwon the

Perhaps bullets bust niggaz mad money
True lies and guys, we can see it through the eyes
Catch the most on tape, kilos
pots, we break, fiends lickin plates
In the building building, like little children starin
Them older aint carin
Sirens circlin fiends are lurkin in your
oh, one's gone now, what, smack him in his
In the woodwork, crack cells like Woolworth's
in the projects, richest niggaz rockin all the real
questioning, rooftop cats invested in
Tradin in Lexus' GS's sendin messages
Two and two makes four, crazily pour
Gun wars my crew like swords

Verse Three: Killer

With the leathers, hunded pound snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, Jakes we shake
What I strive for is I live for
Infatuated by things, and it's wild like for war
like somewhere the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Future stacks yo I
Thousands of cracks bagged up the shoebox
Don't keep jack in my lap, don't wanna see
Got two spots, a new lot, with rocks
Shoot-outs me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In the Now, I'm bangin for slide time
Hurry up I'm next, show em mine
And what the is you looking at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with Green Bay hat
Watch your back inside the hall, new slide through
doors yo, you're starin in the mess hall
Your runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin
New surrenderin, come home not rememberin
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
faggot ass got bashed tryin to turn the dial
You told your boo you was
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your family's from
High class cooks, throw on vestes out of books
Infirmary are screaming, "I got drugs!"
Sharpen toothbrushes 190 mixed with oil and shit
Your man's in the kitchen stashing ice
Well I'ma end with a big red cherry on top
Me, Nas and Rae got the best product on the

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