Luyện nghe bài hát As High As Wu-tang Get

on in

(Come on in)
Dinn-dnn-ta-dnn, dnn dah
(Come on, come on, on in)
Dnn-da-duh-duh-dah, you bitch ass
(Come on in, on, come on, come on in)

As as Wu-Tang get
Allah us pop this shit
Just like black fit
If you wear it, well, don't fuck with it

Yo, too many songs, weak rhymes mad long
it brief son, half short and twice strong
No doubt, it took searchin', eventually
It was prime urgent, for you to examine the rhyme

MC's with styles when they rhyme drunk
On a label hunt, until thou, out the trunk
Eight Diagram sword swinga tank force
RZA throw in the disc but then change the source

You can't flow, be the speech impediment
You got lost off the off Impeach the President
Whether in smokin' seven grams of green
you pack, a thousand white teens in tight jeans

This Witty Unpredictable shot is
To analogy, insurance policies why
Said he that sounds define the note
Couldn't recognize, blast him the behind the ropes
Too many dope I see starvin'

Catch a deal, a possible plea bargain
Wu slay regardless to whom or what, mics five nights
him from the balcony, drop twenty-five flights
A fugitive playin' rap czar
Smoke the cigars, his prints on the of his guitar

As as Wu-Tang get
Allah us pop this shit
Just like black fit
If you can't wear it, well, fuck with it

Tical got a on ya, doin' exactly
the fuck I mariju-wanta, dis nigga nasty
Deep in the dirty dungeon, buggin,
The ways these rhymes keep comin', at cha ya

Get your piece fractured, with killer cuts
Prone to drops ya, slash ya, rip up
Got this whole Tang mastered, sho nuff
An MC too good to be touched, John
Bring the phenomenon, I cold

MC, inferiorities they up, ice cold
As we move on, saga
Captivated by a that go untold, like Goldfinger
Caught up in a
Yo, INS another code red, danger, out the vest

Now it's warfare, it's all here
Come your shield and hardware, it be on here
ever roam, in the naked city
Eight stories none pretty

'em wit' the Witty Unpredictable, conditionin' be critical
Peace to Tang, gettin' high on physical
Dis next drink is a toast to memory
When I go how many niggaz gon' me

As high as get
Allah allow us pop shit
Just black shoe fit
If you can't it, well, don't fuck with it