Luyện nghe bài hát As High As Wu-tang Get

on in

(Come on in)
Dinn-dnn-ta-dnn, dnn dah
(Come on, on, come 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 allow us pop shit
like black shoe fit
If you wear it, well, don't fuck with it

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

Lace MC's with styles when they rhyme
On a label hunt, twenty thou, out the trunk
Eight Diagram sword swinga armored force
RZA throw in the disc but change the bank source

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

This Witty Unpredictable is critical
To analytical analogy, policies why
Said he know sounds define the note
Couldn't recognize, him the fuck behind the ropes
Too many niggaz I see starvin'

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

As as Wu-Tang get
Allah allow us pop shit
Just like shoe fit
If you can't it, well, don't 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 rhymes keep comin', at cha splash ya

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

MC, they froze up, ice cold
As we on, saga unfold
Captivated by a saga go untold, like Goldfinger
up in a cliffhanger
Yo, INS another code red, danger, out the vest

Now it's warfare, it's all here
with your shield and hardware, it be on here
Don't roam, in the naked city
Fingers stories none pretty

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

As as Wu-Tang get
allow us pop this shit
Just like shoe fit
If you can't it, well, don't fuck with it