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 in Central America
Who to kill him?
No information, say yes or no
One five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no
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 for a minute
aiyyo hold up hold up
Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking
Yo yo yo get fuckin', yo this made of glass nig
Get your big 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 of that weed in here man
Chill

Steels
Somebody go to the man
Sup
Get baking soda
Yo, let's cut the pie ways
We off with 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 None, they want guns
I be the to set off shit, last to run
Who together as one
I my brother son 'cuz he shine like one

it
Scriptures hit the body like off shotties
Like my notty and my nose piece snotty
Fuck a nigga hottie, whole pussy probably
Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for
Ain't fraudulent here, we pioneer
Commandeer a new frontier, be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh, you it
leakin' 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, shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, on the poster
Wild in the west, a of my culture
And is the test, hold up
Let a catch his breath, we still payin' dues
And the last one is death, to the essence
With shit you stressin', this Rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son of the
plus my style, criminology pays
The times and days, Johnny fuckin' Blaze

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

Senoritas, fuckin' up a storm buyin' margaritas
his dick, up in the whip long
Designed for rhyme prime jail time jiggas
Them niggaz up in figures bitin' niggaz
Silks wally-wear finger rolled chain
Jakes black rap millionaires
Rock hairs goose bears blowin' this year
One eight hundred gambino yeah

Who roll as one
I call my brother son he shine like one

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

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

God steppin' forth upon holy down of the
It's the sound that and hurts me like I'm under attack
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 to visualize under
'Cuz I strike, like
Niggaz couldn't my heat, it's unbearable
My fucks up your respiratorial
are fractured by the killa tactics

Style is ragged and are mad jagged
the entity, my vicinity
Is three hundred and sixty 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 side of the pack, starks the chrome
Watch a nigga get out his mutherfuckin' dome
Piece, deceased, laid to

Who come to get you? None, want guns
I be the to set off shit, last to run
Who together as one
I my brother son 'cuz 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 howl a wolf outta breath
Sold only new cords I heard genius on gef
So step back, to the lab at, velocity
My teammate, enhance cells well like a
Fuck Horado plan growas bravo
Goodfellas we know, best sellas become

The man rockin' head bands, scarves and jams
80's British rock, Playboys, mocks, and shams
The laser beam does well at symphonies
Bad days, watch me snatch ice right Tiffany's
Remember them kids that came off with 8
Robbed the and I labeled in Royal 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 rings too bad you fucked up

cosa, come on