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

{And in our line of work, we all the help we can get
Tony Wind is the name, he works for a drug ring in Central
Who to kill him?
No information, say yes or no
One point million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no
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 come here, come sun
Come for a minute
Aiyyo aiyyo hold up up
Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking
Yo yo yo get your fuckin', yo this of glass nig
Get your big Adidas off my moms man
Get the off it man
Yo chill man, pass the crystal man
Niggaz is greedy man,
Big ass
Yo man you ain't smoking none of weed in here man
man}

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

(Rollie fingers, no coming through)
La costra
(Johnny Blaze!)
(Lou Diamonds!)
kid
(Tony Starks)
Universal
(Original blood bad boys)}

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

it
Scriptures hit the body like sawed off
Like my hair and my nose piece snotty
Fuck a nigga hottie, that pussy probably
Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for
Ain't fraudulent here, we pioneer
a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six of fear, huh, you lost it
Information out your faucets, hmm
Time to forfeit crown and leave the ground
a new sheriff in town holdin' it down

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

This for niggaz who know
Who grow like llello, ley no
Plus coolin' in
Ricaans be me much shit, the Dutch shit
Stay cool Papa, seize it with enough
Back at the lab a, bagged up
Yo niggaz act up, blow up the workers if they have to

Senoritas, up a storm buyin' guards margaritas
Suckin' his dick, up in the long
Designed for rhyme prime nigga time jiggas
niggaz up in height figures bitin' niggaz
Silks wally-wear finger rolled yeah
Jakes beware rap millionaires
Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin' this
One eight hundred gambino niggaz

Who roll as one
I my brother son 'cuz he shine like one

Solid gold is shinin', solid gold, check it sun yo
gold crown be shinin' and blindin' like some diamonds
I be pioneerin' the style in the cloud with silver
Double breasted, bullet proof vested, protected
The heart the rib cage the and solar plexus
Castin' stones, crackin' and six bones
And watch yo' ass get to a sea of fire and brimstone
How dare you it with dim pones?

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

God steppin' forth upon down of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm attack
So I decided to down on the mic
So the pain of the won't deny the fact
I'm the master, for what lurks, is an expert
That hurts the individual who tries to visualize
'Cuz I strike, like
couldn't stand my heat, it's unbearable
My fucks up your respiratorial
are fractured by the killa tactics

Style is and thoughts are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my
Is hundred and sixty degrees of humidity
Represent the of hard knocks and glocks my
is hoss 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 of the pack, starks pass the chrome
Watch a get blown out his mutherfuckin' dome
Piece, deceased, laid to

Who come to get None, they want guns
I be the to set off shit, last to run
Who roll as one
I call my brother son he shine like one

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

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

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