Luyện nghe bài hát Cakes

Shake funky ass, bitch

Yo

Yo, we cakes to rise the stakes
Me and my apes die for papes, bust heat and from jake
Up in the skyscrape, on top of the
yourself against the wall, gun brawl, kid, I end it for all y'all
(Shake that bitch)

Son'll stop the from flowin'
rock glowin, shots are blowin'
Pop the C-lock, rollin' waistline and is showin'
We keep it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot in

Yo yo, Bob Digital and Kool G Rap, we set the booby
wiz wit the gat inside her dooby wrap
Derelict rhyme crabs, you rappin' for a Snack
Foul-tongued bitch, you bound to lick my crack

Verbal pellets spray, tec sound makes my
slap on my snare drum son could break necks
You get yanked up and spanked up, your face up
Who the fuck your rank up?

I blow your tank up, pop the on a cop handcuff
Puff a dutch of dust, bust the jump' up and out the judge
a cell block, black top capsule, the mailbox
It's heavy-bone birds stash glock in the nail

One the strip, took a sip, the L top
The God jewels son sound like a third rail
The gold bone, doorag, universal flag
Blast at the turbo and purple herbal drag

for the W, carry a double-two in the shoe
Iron snub rubber noose in the bubble
Bullets in oil, hot heat will flame broil
Wu-Tang I bang makes your brain coil

Shaolin we known to stack cakes
Desert Queen son, they bake cakes
Uptown Pilan dogs, you cakes
Cold sons, they known to take cakes

Yo, we the Wu-Tang, we let two's bang
That's how we do thangs, that's how we move
paid wit two in the brain, keep the ice blue in the Range
Me and the RZ' quick wit two of dames

Got my blew in the Range, my nigga keep it true to the game
It ain't no what I do to you lames
If my change, choose to aim, do you and your dudes the same
Go against and lose a fame

Who claim life in the lane but life is real
Lead come out of of steel, Rob, kill, or heist for mills
as I let out and slice your grill
Nigga don't think twice to peel, just open shop and dice to

Send the six out, crib route
To the brick house, steppin' on new terrain, bring the out
The streets don't see you read, let a clip out
These niggas out, make they blood drip out

Yo we the cakes to rise the stakes
Me and my apes die for papes, bust heat and from jake
Up in the skyscrape, on top of the
is up against the wall, gun brawl, kid, I end it for all y'all

The flood'll stop the dough flowin'
Spotless rock glowin', shots I'm
Pop the C-lock, rollin' waistline, the is showin'
We keep it thugged out, who not knowin' get knot blown' in

We said Uptown Pilan dogs, you cakes
Cold Medina sons, you known to cakes
Desert project wizes, they bake cakes

Gods, we known to stack cakes
Uptown dogs, you make cakes
Cold Medina sons is known to cakes
Desert Queen project cats, they cakes

Shaolin Gods, we known to cakes
Desert Queen cats, they bake cakes
Shaolin is known to stack cakes
Pilan dogs, you make cakes
Cold Medina son is bound to take