Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Gambinos - Raekwon With Ghost Face Killer, Method Man ....

{And in our line of work, we need all the we can get
Wind is the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill
No information, say yes or no
One point five
Alright, you get what you want, 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 starks here, come here sun
here for a minute
Aiyyo hold up hold up
Shit we gotta go to the store for more soda
Yo yo yo get your fuckin', yo this of glass nig
Get your big Adidas off my moms man
Get the off it man
Yo chill man, pass the crystal man
is greedy man, damn
Big ass
Yo man you ain't smoking none of weed in here man
Chill

Steels
Somebody go to the man
Sup
Get that soda
Yo, let's cut the pie ways
We came off two mil kid

(Rollie fingers, no coming through)
La costra
(Johnny Blaze!)
(Lou Diamonds!)
kid
(Tony Starks)
Universal
(Original blood bad boys)}

Who come to get you? None, they want
I be the first to set off shit, to run
Who roll as one
I call my son 'cuz he shine like one

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God steppin' upon holy down of the track
It's the that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack
So I decided to down on the mic
So the of the track won't deny the fact
That I'm the master, for lurks, is an expert
That hurts the who tries to visualize under
'Cuz I strike, thunder
Niggaz couldn't stand my heat, unbearable
My wisdom fucks up your
are fractured by the killa tactics

Style is ragged and are mad jagged
the entity, my vicinity
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 of impact from the iron side of
The gat as I the track
From the blind of the pack, starks pass the chrome
Watch a get blown out his mutherfuckin' dome
Piece, deceased, to rest

Who to get you? None, they want guns
I be the to set off shit, last to run
Who roll as one
I call my brother son he shine like one

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

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

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