Luyện nghe bài hát When You Walk

[Verse One: Ghostface
Yeah, flavor Clarks
No
The champ
Yeah, curly kid
Yo, yo, yo

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

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

Two: Street]
Street's running through your dancehall
like Lee Harvey Oswald stunning MC's with summons
for pumping - that watered down
there's slugs finger creeping
making moves like Freeman
Prince of thieves, earth's third
Heavyweight like fleeces homicides stroll the street
If Luther preached it, look at the thugs heat
In the city beef got me plotting
To the smoke enemies sneak attacks I'm beyond and that
that done that, respect black
I catch a slug to your
lounging in the everglades, the airwave
Catch a buck where the razorblades swiftly
Shaolin be shiesty, strictly
drunk off the Irish

[Verse Three: Method
Rest your on this one sun
cough up a
Sleeping on my type ones I get you done
I'm looking at cuthroat kids and how they live
It's like we was in spades and you renege
Can't fuck with no nigga like that he get me
Or sent back, meaning whole fade to black
I'm looking in the of right and roll tight
fool me but can't fool me twice, I'm 25
To life on this mic device ain't nice
a of long wild rice and no spice
Inflicted, rap addicted, track I it, flip it
daddy dick-ed, slide
A little bit beyond twisted, in stitches
You thought weak but meant
Niggas off my second hand smoke lifted
everyday is like my I'm mad gifted, dead calm
Hit me with the bronze, buddah palm
About to blow like Napalm, before arm
Prepare for the warfare, or buy a
Oh what the we dealing with, yeah
Johnny about to go
need year
Bust a shot for my sons that didn't it here