Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Gambinos - Raekwon With Ghost Face Killer, Method Man ....

{And in our of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wind is the name, he works for a drug ring in America
Who to kill him?
No information, say yes or no
One five million
Alright, you get you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
And there are head bullets, in the clip}

{Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, here the cop man
Yo starks here, come here sun
here for a minute
Aiyyo hold up hold up
Shit we gotta go to the store for baking soda
Yo yo yo get your fuckin', yo this made of nig
Get big Adidas off my moms table man
Get the off it man
Yo chill man, pass the crystal man
is greedy man, damn
Big ass
Yo man you ain't smoking none of that in here man
man}

{Bobby
go to the store man
Sup
Get that baking
Yo, let's cut the pie five
We came off two mil kid

(Rollie fingers, no doubt through)
La nostra
(Johnny Blaze!)
(Lou Diamonds!)
kid
(Tony Starks)
Universal
(Original claat bad boys)}

Who come to get you? None, want guns
I be the first to set off shit, to run
Who roll as one
I call my son 'cuz he shine like one

it
Scriptures hit the body sawed off shotties
Like my hair notty and my piece snotty
a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably
Burn like the of Mogabi, for real
Ain't nuttin' fraudulent here, we
Commandeer a new frontier, be the Wu yeah
chambers of fear, huh, you lost it
Information leakin' out faucets, hmm
Time to your crown and leave the ground
a new sheriff in town holdin' it down

It's the two holster, shit smoker
Wanted dead or alive, on the poster
Wild in the west, a student of my
And is the test, hold up
Let a nigga his breath, we still payin' dues
And the last one is death, to the essence
With shit you stressin', this Rap profession
Now Tical, the son of the Shaolin
plus my style, criminology pays
The last and days, Johnny fuckin' Blaze

goes for niggaz who know
Who will grow llello, ley no
Plus in Barbados
Ricaans be givin' me shit, the Dutch shit
Stay cool Papa, seize it with enough
at the lab a, crack's bagged up
Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they to

Senoritas, up a storm buyin' guards margaritas
Suckin' his dick, up in the whip
for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas
Them niggaz up in height figures niggaz
Silks wally-wear rolled chain yeah
beware black rap millionaires
Rock hairs leather goose bears this year
One eight hundred gambino yeah

Who together as one
I call my brother son 'cuz he shine one

Solid gold crown is shinin', gold, check it sun yo
Solid gold crown be shinin' and like some diamonds
I be the style in the cloud with silver linings
Double breasted, bullet vested, well protected
The heart the rib cage the chest and solar
Castin' stones, crackin' two-hundred and six
And watch yo' ass get blown to a sea of fire and
How dare you approach it dim pones?

The overfiend Noah bean green souls with a soldier mean
The grand exquisite wizard oh is it
The come to pay your ass a visit
Local bio-chemical, universal giant, the black
Lickin' shots to Crockett on the bicentennial
Happen millennium two thousand microchips two of penicillin
Goes up your adrenalin son time for boutin'
It's a mileage resemblin' niggaz who followin'
Trapped inside projects like a genie inside the bottle

God steppin' forth upon holy of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under
So I to bite down on the mic
So the of the track won't deny the fact
I'm the master, for what lurks, is an expert
That the individual who tries to visualize under
I strike, like thunder
Niggaz couldn't stand my heat, unbearable
My wisdom fucks up respiratorial
Systems are by the killa tactics

Style is and thoughts are mad jagged
the entity, my vicinity
Is three hundred and sixty of humidity
Represent the of hard knocks and glocks my
Clan is and got mad moss for blocks so
Feel the force of impact the iron side of
The gat as I attack the
From the blind side of the pack, pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his dome
Piece, deceased, to rest

Who come to get you? None, they want
I be the first to set off shit, to run
Who together as one
I call my brother son 'cuz he shine one

Yo, I got to serve them my way, move give me room
up your saloon, clean sweep, like a broom
Full moons make me howl like a wolf breath
Sold only new vocal I heard genius on gef
So step back, to the lab at, high
My teammate, cells well like a pharmacy
Horado Pablos plan growas bravo
Goodfellas we know, best sellas novels

The man rockin' bands, silk scarves and jams
80's British rock, Playboys, mocks, and shams
The laser beam vocalist well at symphonies
Bad days, watch me ice right outta Tiffany's
Remember kids that came off with 8 million
Robbed the brinks and I in Royal Pavilions
Them flower heads must have stupid
Tell me how the fuck black niggaz get caught wit all that kid?
That's jet money, undaground
Submarines and rings too bad you up dummies

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