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

{And in our line of work, we need all the 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 five million
Alright, you get you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no numbers, untraceable
And there are explosive head bullets, in the

{Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, come the cop man
Yo starks come here, come sun
Come here for a
aiyyo hold up hold up
Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking
Yo yo yo get your fuckin', yo made of glass nig
Get your big off my moms table man
Get the off it man
Yo just chill man, the crystal man
is greedy man, damn
Big ass
Yo man you smoking none of that weed in here man
Chill

Steels
Somebody go to the man
Sup
Get that soda
Yo, cut the pie five ways
We off with two mil kid

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

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

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

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

This goes for who know
Who will like llello, ley no
Plus coolin' in
be givin' me much shit, the Dutch shit
Stay cool Papa, seize it with shit
Back at the lab a, crack's up
Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if have to

Senoritas, fuckin' up a storm buyin' margaritas
Suckin' his dick, up in the long
Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail jiggas
Them niggaz up in figures bitin' niggaz
Silks wally-wear finger chain yeah
Jakes beware rap millionaires
Rock hairs leather goose bears this year
One eight hundred niggaz 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 blindin' some diamonds
I be pioneerin' the style in the with silver linings
Double breasted, bullet proof vested, protected
The heart the rib cage the chest and solar
Castin' stones, two-hundred and six bones
And watch yo' ass get blown to a sea of fire and
How dare you it with dim pones?

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

God steppin' forth upon down of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under
So I decided to down on the mic
So the of the track won't deny the fact
That I'm the master, for what lurks, is an
That hurts the individual who tries to under
'Cuz I strike, thunder
Niggaz stand my heat, it's unbearable
My fucks up your 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 school of hard knocks and my
is hoss and got mad moss for blocks so
Feel the force of impact from the iron of
The gat as I the track
From the blind side of the pack, starks the chrome
a nigga get blown out his mutherfuckin' dome
Piece, deceased, laid to

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

Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, move me room
up your saloon, clean sweep, like a broom
Full moons make me howl like a outta 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
Fuck Horado Pablos plan growas
we know, best sellas become 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 them kids came off with 8 million
Robbed the brinks and I labeled in Pavilions
Them flower heads must have been
me how the fuck black niggaz get caught wit all that loot kid?
That's jet money, undaground
Submarines and too bad you fucked up dummies

cosa, come on