Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed

Come and taste my seasonin', Chef, the cooking that is
Back with a stove, makin' mouth water, you starve for this
Exclusive sneakers with hard denim,
A neighbor illustrated Haley with paper
Waves spinnin' the Titanic, come take a float on
Silky like King the eight robe in lace frame
Restaurants with skeleton keys, it's big
Well groomed and elegant is real dapper
is gigantic, culture's alpaca
Meetings in the Vatican, drinkin' scotch with the Milk
Praises go to Ason, the Mr. Russell built
Feed me royal shottas with Glocks, 'em with tea tree oil
China dolls from Bangkok, we bang 'em, train 'em and 'em loyal
stank, she come kiss the top of my Yves Saint
Wise-Universal when I bang
Grizzly with the big bank, it's 5 stars, y'all, when I rank

are somethin' that the Wu-Tang trust
These stupid niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust
This ashes to ashes to to dust
These MC's cannot fuck with us, Lord
Egos are somethin' that the Wu-Tang
stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust
This ashes to ashes to to dust
These [?] cannot with us, Lord

Rifles out, like the Russian
Octagon tuggin' silk drawers frontin', while her stuntin'
Mo' flood the garage
Man the goats launchin' charge cards Africa
me in the hookah lodge
Brains linked, Cohibas say the seeds bang
Coffee pots with graveyard rings, Gs
hoodlum on the top of the charts
Dart throwers, they
wanna know when my gun barks

Non-athletic anti-semetic synthetic get no credit
septic lines, incompetent styles not embedded
Wu-Tang slang bangs in your brain, this is not genetic,
Unadulterated talent while y'all that bullshit rhetoric

Egos are somethin' that the trust
stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust
This to ashes to dust to dust
These delivish MC's they fuck with us, Lord