Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nottin To Fuck With

RZA

[Tiger
[Tiger style] style
Yo, huh, huh
Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit
Wu-Tang Ain't Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit
Wu-Tang Ain't Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit
There's noplace to hide once I step the room
Dr. Doom, prepare for the
BAM! Aw, MAN! I
JAM, freedom like Tarzan

Verse RZA

I be tossin, enforcin, my is awesome
I'm causin more Family than Richard Dawson
And the said -- ya dead
Fatal Guillotine chops off your fuckin head
MZA who was Aiyyo, the Wu is back
Makin niggaz go BO BO!, on Super Cat
Me fear no-one, oh no, come
The shogun, killer to the eardrum!

Verse Inspector Deck

I puts the to the groove, I gets rude
And I'm forced to it up
My style carries like a pickup
Across the clear blue
Seek the China Sea, I slam tracks quarterbacks sacks from L.T.
Now why try and test, the INS?
Blessed the birth, I earth-slam your best
I bake the cake, then take the cake
And eat it, too, with my crew we head state to state!

RZA

And if you want beef, then bring the
Wu-Tang Clan nuttin ta fuck with
Straight from the motherfucking that's busted
Clan ain't nuttin ta fuck with

RZA

Hyah!
up, boy!
Represent!
Chop his off, kid!

Three: Method Man

The Meth will out tomorrow,
Styles, is wild, berserk,
Flow, with afro than Rollo
Comin to a fork in the road way to go just follow
Method, the Legend, is Sleepy Hollow
In I'm a hard act to follow
I for dolo
Bogart on through
Niggaz is "Oh, my God, not you!"
Yes, I, Come to get a of the punk and the pie
do than die, check my
Flava, comin the RZA
Which is short for the
Who me reminisce true like Deja
Vu! I'm rubber, niggaz is like
Whatever you say rubs off me to you

[Chorus & outs]