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 for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill
No information, say yes or no
One point five
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 come here, come here sun
here for a minute
Aiyyo aiyyo up hold up
Shit we gotta go to the for more baking soda
Yo yo yo get your fuckin', yo this made of nig
Get your big Adidas off my moms man
Get the off it man
Yo just chill man, the crystal man
is greedy man, damn
Big ass
Yo man you ain't smoking none of weed in here man
man}

{Bobby
Somebody go to the man
Sup
Get that soda
Yo, cut the pie five ways
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 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 shine one

it
Scriptures hit the body like off shotties
Like my hair notty and my piece snotty
Fuck a nigga hottie, whole 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
leakin' out your faucets, hmm
Time to forfeit your and leave the ground
There's a new in town holdin' it down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, give me room
Holdin' up your saloon, 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, cells well like a pharmacy
Fuck Horado Pablos plan bravo
Goodfellas we know, best sellas become

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

cosa, come on