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 in Central America
Who to kill him?
No information, say yes or no
One point million
Alright, you get you want, money's no object
all clean, no serial numbers, untraceable
And there are explosive bullets, in the clip}

{Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, here the cop man
Yo come here, come here 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 this of glass nig
Get your big off my moms table man
Get the off it man
Yo just chill man, the crystal man
Niggaz is greedy man,
Big ass
Yo man you ain't smoking none of that weed in man
man}

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

(Rollie fingers, no doubt through)
La costra
(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 son 'cuz he shine like one

it
Scriptures hit the body like 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 fraudulent here, we pioneer
a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh, you it
Information out your faucets, hmm
Time to forfeit your and leave the ground
There's a new in town holdin' it down

the two holster, shit shot 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 catch his breath, we still payin'
And the last one is death, back to the
With that shit you stressin', Rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son of the
Isle plus my style, criminology
The times and days, Johnny fuckin' Blaze

This goes for niggaz who
Who will like llello, ley no
Plus coolin' in
be givin' me much 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, fuckin' up a storm guards margaritas
his dick, up in the whip long
Designed for rhyme nigga jail time jiggas
Them niggaz up in figures bitin' niggaz
wally-wear finger rolled chain yeah
Jakes black rap millionaires
Rock hairs goose bears blowin' this year
One hundred gambino niggaz yeah

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

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

The overfiend like Noah bean green souls with a soldier
The exquisite imperial wizard oh is it
The ryzarector come to pay ass a visit
Local bio-chemical, universal giant, the black
shots 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' niggaz who followin'
Trapped inside your projects like a inside the bottle

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

Style is ragged and are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my
Is three and sixty degrees of humidity
Represent the of hard knocks and glocks my
Clan is hoss and got mad for blocks so
Feel the force of from the iron side of
The gat as I the track
From the blind side of the pack, starks pass the
Watch a nigga get out his mutherfuckin' dome
Piece, deceased, to rest

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

Yo, I got to serve them my way, move give me room
up your saloon, clean sweep, like a broom
Full make me howl 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 Horado Pablos growas bravo
Goodfellas we know, sellas become novels

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

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