Luyện nghe bài hát After The Smoke is Clear

(after the is done) yo
(wu-tang you'll find is number one) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what
(number one)
Slap fire outcha ass niggas
(after the is done) word up, big dick, motherfucking house
Whaddup, press these cats
(tang-o-phonics one) yo

killah]

Yo, god, show these niggas how we get deep, down, and
Keyon, got his wig pushed back,

Yo gotta hit
Placed on my head, should the God do?
Max out in and do business with the Jews
Never
Don't look at me outta sync
The imperial, industrial got weight
give a fuck
Like the poor part, we watch to heart
They used to push me in shopping
Now I'm writing books like
The porno
Sayin' words Sheeba
mexico rapper the visa
My team got rocks six flags, plus the wu lab
Cameras in bedrooms we own tags
Don't this
hot shit
I snap ya blade in half,
Laugh, and pop
digest, passed my book to l. ron hubbard
Got bagged that the government tried to dub it
But devils it
Movie raps cover the tracks
ajax
Sharper than cuts laced on hardly scratched clientel
My
star passed,
Shit his piece, the nobel?
Oh, well,
off as usual,
The arsonist, leavin niggas in the stairwell

Break: ghostface killah, the ()

(tang-o-phonics one) yeah, yo, yo
Represent my stapelton (after the smoke is done)
He represent that park hill (tang-o-phonics number one)
You represent that murder west brighton now born
Arm bangin that will (ahhhhh)
Word up, (after the is clear) yeah, what, stapelton
(tang-o-phonics and wu-tang here)
hill, word up, yeah, yeah, new york

The greatest ever told by me, precisely
numeral I be
Plus three me
My son move the toad
Get
Speak in
Throw a fiend in the hold
Got beef with the
Met my
Go half on this lamp in baghdad
Flippin a mex tab
Get money an a-rab
The niggas snapped
Six on the crab
Now, hush, who wanna do
My click better

rza]

Underprivileged,
Grew up in a house village,
Where blood flood the water in the like oil spilage
When the was flowin (tang-o-phonics number one)
I a fifty-five borough
A nigga was flowin,
was echoin
I high like an opera's
Procter wouldn't
The sample, it her
My ninjas run wilder than zulu
Some play like donny the guru
Others live to be wise and old desmond dutchu
Undisputed
Bell
Shape and us
Sole of the moon
I, and polar
I blow half smoke my nasal
Bust my ways with thirty
wasn't for children like
Cannibals raidin

Outro: the

After the smoke is
Wu-tang-o-phonics one
the smoke is done
Wu-tang-o-phonics one
After the smoke is
Tang-o-phonics and wu-tang here
After the smoke is
number one
(wuuuuuu, wuuuuuu)