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 ring in Central America
Who to kill him?
No information, say yes or no
One five million
Alright, you get what you want, no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
And there are explosive bullets, in the clip}

{Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, come the cop man
Yo starks come here, come sun
Come here for a
Aiyyo aiyyo hold up up
Shit we gotta go to the store for baking soda
Yo yo yo get your fuckin', yo made of glass nig
Get your big Adidas off my table man
Get the off it man
Yo just chill man, the crystal man
Niggaz is man, damn
Big ass
Yo man you ain't smoking none of that weed in man
Chill

Steels
Somebody go to the man
Sup
Get that baking
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 blood bad boys)}

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

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

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

This goes for niggaz who
Who will grow llello, ley no
coolin' in Barbados
Ricaans be givin' me 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 prime nigga time jiggas
Them niggaz up in height bitin' niggaz
Silks finger rolled chain yeah
Jakes black rap millionaires
Rock leather goose bears blowin' this year
One eight hundred gambino niggaz

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

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

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

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

is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my
Is three hundred and sixty degrees of
the school of hard 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 the track
From the blind side of the pack, starks pass the
a nigga 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 roll as one
I call my brother son 'cuz he like one

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

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

cosa, come on