Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz - Raekwon

One for you, one for me
Two for you, for me
for you...

What? smack fuck out ya
Smack fire out your fuckin ass, what the you think this is man?
Get the fuck up outta man
So yo matter of fact, the man is back
[Ghostface] Think my head is madder fuckin fire
[Raekwon] aight, this ain't even enough burn right here
ain't enough
[Ghostface] it man
[Raekwon] We gonna shoot right there
And yo them niggaz got the big CREAM over
So chill
[Ghostface] So let's do this the up, roll up like tropical kid
play me like I got a flowerpot head kid
Just man
[Raekwon] On the let's go get this money fast Son
I know how we gotta do kid
*shots
[Ghostface] Scrungy-head

One: Raekwon the Chef

Lay on the scene, sippin fine wines
nines on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we loot
No doubt, check the of mouth, unheard about
go off and now a murder bout
I'm out
My raps play the part a Get Smart secret agent
in a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny Blaze and Starks in a daze and
rhymin, my nigga Lou will wrap it up
We like Meth to go and fuck Noodles
them poodles on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin
Rap niggaz on dust and
Yo, I you, some kill rob and fold
The untold, fuck it it beats parole
So marvelous, soul controller
of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, pop, pop the suitcase high
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin
And get caught, the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, relatable
Niggaz to play with you
A hundred Rottweiler goes to spot sellers
Guns and go to niggaz who got props
on top, jail niggaz get mad
And yo, mail a guy about a hundred
Word to momma, rap wonderama team got drama
Comma, plus smoke marijuana
Chef may resign to across the Farasana
Immaculate all my guns so accurate
They get CREAM and the in Queens
I told you, money stated with the night beams, and two

fat, gettin ready to do this shit
[Ghostface] mad shit man, what the fuck
peels and crashes*

Verse Two: Killer

the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, well known
Lead singer, humdinger, is the aftermath
Here's his
Run up in his lab, take off the mask Chaz and think
Don't laugh, bag the cash, the hash, don't forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his fast
The full
...
Then skate to the state
Further upstate, I they got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in like disco breaks
Yo out for Jakes, give it all it takes
Let's burn the before we motivate
Yo Blake, don't fink, rape his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, the grey tape
It's by the plate, the blow crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't it
Hits a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an

Verse Three:

The rap scar is on rap
Put it on seal it on, we're
Spark it on your
This rap phenomenon, to word is to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin out the door, but
Your rap's fraudulent, in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap defense
microphone professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got here to play with you
You know the steez you know my program
from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
guns and grams, livin fat the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin pastas
Layin in the house the seeds about the sagas
we got Germanic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden tablets and quick the Abbots
hit the belly put tones into the telly
Sucker to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two
spendin G's on nails and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive
We can play the A-Train, of the iron horse

Yo man, knahmsayin? it man
squeels and crashes twice*