Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces - Raekwon

Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin out
It's for real though, let's connect - ditto!
We could trade places, get lifted in the
Word up, incarcerated scarfaces

Thug related style millions
Fans, understand my plan
the kid up in the green Land?
Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose
Half-ass crews get and bruised
Fake be frontin, hourglass heads be wantin
Shuttin down slot; time for pumpin
Poisonous sting which up and act chumps
Raise a heavy
But yo, guess the black Trump?
Dough be by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars,
life, peace to power and my whole unit
Word up! Quick to set it, wet it
niggas lick shots, peace kinetic

Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin out
It's for real though, let's politic - ditto!
We could trade places, get lifted in the
Word up, incarcerated scarfaces

Chef'll shine marble, rhyme remarkable
Real niggaz up, spend your money, argue
But this is for the uninvited
Go head and to it, big nigga mics is gettin fired
chicks be burnin like chlorine
Niggaz recognize from here to Baltimore to Greene
But hold up, be tastin like throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to death whips up
Ya never had no wins, in these dens wit Timbs
Wit Mac-10's and broke
Ya got guns, got too, what up son, do
You want to battle for cash and see who Sun
I probably wax, tax, rap niggaz who fax
Niggaz lyrics is wack
Can't unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin Scud missles
You rollin like Trump, you get your lumped
For real, it's just slang rap
Here's the policy, slide off the ring, plus the
Check the status, to see me at
Palace eatin salads
We beatin mics and the to Dallas
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sell
From where we at to my cell
staircase to stage, minimun wage
But soon to get a article in
But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac
Bank fat - it's goin' down like that
And the French but let me speak Italian
Stallion, dwellin on Shaolin
That means the island of
And niggaz carry gats and mad police Manhattan

Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin out
It's for real though, let's connect - ditto!
We could trade places, get in the staircases
Word up, peace scarfaces

I do this for barber shop in the Plaza
Catchin asthma, Rae is gun-flashers
Well-dressed, skatin through the projects wit big
elevators, turn the lights out, stick one
Upstairs, swithc a chameleon
Hip Brazilians, pass the cash or leave children
Leave the
Niggas, yo they be foldin' envelopes under pressure
Lou Farigno on coke
Yo, Africans denyin niggaz up in yellow
Musty like funk, wavin they arms, the
Sit back, coolin like Kahlua's on
On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my
You who fuck dreds on Sudafeds
Pussy's hurtin, did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nigga, I it
Like a Zenith - believe it!

Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin out
It's for real though, connect politic - ditto!
We could places, get lifted in the staircases
up, peace incarcerated scarfaces

Politic
Get in the staircases