Luyện nghe bài hát Cakes

Shake funky ass, bitch

Yo

Yo, we divide to rise the stakes
Me and my apes die for papes, heat and hide 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 cake bitch)

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

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

pellets spray, tec sound makes my amex
Every slap on my snare son could break necks
You get yanked up and spanked up, your shanked up
Who the raise your rank up?

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

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

Known for the W, a double-two in the shoe
Iron rubber noose in the bubble goose
Bullets soaked in oil, hot heat flame broil
Wu-Tang slang I bang your brain coil

Shaolin Gods we to stack cakes
Desert Queen projects son, they bake
Uptown Pilan dogs, you cakes
Cold Medina sons, they known to 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 no tellin' what I do to you lames
If my mood change, to aim, do you and your dudes the same
Go grain and lose a fame

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

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

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

The flood'll stop the dough from
Spotless glowin', shots I'm blowin'
Pop the C-lock, waistline, the glock is showin'
We it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot blown' in

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

Shaolin Gods, we known to cakes
Uptown Pilan dogs, you make
Cold Medina sons is known to take
Desert Queen project cats, bake cakes

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