Luyện nghe bài hát When You Walk

[Verse Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, assorted flavor
No
The beer
Yeah, curly kid
Yo, yo, yo

From to blazers, low fades and razors
Big dick saloon, I contact the the black asian
Which location circulating
I want the twin power after day on his mason
A God steam represent the gummy the green
who walk fiend up on your block and burn a bean
Sir Ballentine, lookin at this bitch behind
The thing that's fucked up us that's wine
They turn take my last pull off the L
these niggas on the block keep at me well
But they want the jewel it ain't hard to
I'm recognize his face, he actin Denzel
But fuck him, I to check low for chop
on a ball gone the size like up top
Now it's a new ball game, strategic mind frame
My dialogue's rebellious and razor fame
Glass out a red light, see get on a ninja bike
Show my love to the God he peeled out and made a
[Sound of motorcycle]

When you walking down the street with your - Box in hand
and you bringing the music of the - Wu-Tang
And you hear Ironman on your - rapping
Your feet start the dancing and your - hands start the

[Verse Street]
Street's running through your gunning
like Lee Harvey Oswald stunning MC's with summons
for - that watered down substance
Beef slugs finger creeping
making moves Crying Freeman
Prince of thieves, third seed
Heavyweight like golden fleeces stroll the street
If Luther preached it, look at the thugs heat
In the city beef got me trilogy
To the smoke enemies sneak attacks I'm beyond and above
Seen that done that, respect
I catch a to your hardhat
lounging in the everglades, the airwave
a buck fifty where the razorblades swiftly
Shaolin cats be shiesty,
off the Irish whiskey

[Verse Three: Man]
Rest headpiece on this one sun
up a lung
Sleeping on my type ones I get you done
I'm looking at these cuthroat kids and how they
It's we was partners in spades and you renege
fuck with no nigga like that he get me jack
Or sent back, meaning whole life fade to
I'm looking in the half of right and tight
fool me once but fool me twice, I'm 25
To life on this mic device nothing nice
a mixture of long wild and no spice
Inflicted, rap addicted, I stick it, flip it
long dick-ed, slide
A little bit twisted, mind in stitches
You weak but meant wicked
Niggas off my second hand smoke lifted
everyday is my birthday I'm mad gifted, dead calm
Hit me the eighteen bronze, buddah palm
About to like Napalm, before your arm
Prepare for the warfare, or buy a
Oh the fuck we dealing with, yeah
about to go there
need another
a shot for my sons that didn't make it here