Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated Scarfaces - Raekwon

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

related style attract millions
Fans, they my plan
Who's the kid up in the Land?
Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose
crews get demolished and bruised
Fake be frontin, hourglass heads niggaz be
Shuttin your slot; time for pumpin
Poisonous which thumps up and act chumps
Raise a generator
But yo, guess who's the black
Dough be by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars,
Word life, to power and my whole unit
Word up! to set it, don't wet it
Real niggas lick shots, kinetic

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

Chef'll shine like marble, rhyme
Real niggaz raise up, spend money, argue
But this is for the uninvited
Go and rhyme to it, big nigga mics is gettin fired
Morphine chicks be burnin chlorine
Niggaz recognize from here to to Fort Greene
But hold up, be tastin like throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to death rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin in dens wit Timbs
Wit Mac-10's and friends
Ya got guns, got guns too, up son, do
You want to for cash and see who Sun too?
I probably wax, tax, rap niggaz who fax
lyrics is wack nigga
Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank Scud missles
You rollin like Trump, you get your meat
For real, it's slang rap democracy
Here's the policy, off the ring, plus the Wallabees
Check the status, to see me at
Caesar's eatin salads
We beatin mics and the to Dallas
I move like retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my man's
From to stage, minimun wage
But soon to get a in RapPage
But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac
Bank account fat - it's goin' down like
And pardon the French but let me Italian
Black Stallion, on Shaolin
That means the of Staten
And niggaz carry gats and mad police Manhattan

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

I do this for barber niggaz in the Plaza
Catchin asthma, Rae is gun-flashers
Well-dressed, skatin through the wit big ones
Broke elevators, the lights out, stick one
Upstairs, like a chameleon
Hip Brazilians, pass the cash or leave children
the buildin
Niggas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes under
Like Lou Farigno on
Yo, Africans denyin up in yellow cabs
Musty funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs
Sit back, coolin like on rocks
On the spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots
You who fuck dreds on Sudafeds
Pussy's hurtin, did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nigga, I it
a 27-inch Zenith - believe it!

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

ditto
Get in the staircases