Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty & Stinkin'

Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I'm
I wanna represent the whole Clan
you what I'm sayin?
The GZA, Rakeem, you know what I'm sayin?, Ghostface Killah
Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 O'Clock
Dirty O', Assassinater, know what I'm sayin?, style is coming

This recorded and dirty and it's stinkin', funkier than regular
Abuse, so I was - about, droppin' this single on the charts
ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as being
Dope, but in my last jam, slep on my notes
You thought that I was weak, huh?, let me
My rhymes come funkier ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister
Don't you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even it
With Comet, for more axe, some try Ajax
Only mix the best, 48-tract-ya
I get down the 8 sole sounds
Lyrics be flowin' from miless around, so let the music
Shut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I make ya fall to ya

Assassin:]

Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Stouf!!
Mad chamerz comin' at ya!, a Assassiner, strap into ya staminer
A freakin' avenor, tearin' up the vibe for set
Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin' at your mutherfuckin'
Then ya slip, when I flip, only on combatic shit
Rhymes straight from the fuckin' pits, so toggle up
Don't puddle up, yet just duck, I'm callin all earth-forms
Huh!, I don't play games, I make pain, or
it to ya ass like pain's, who in the hell did, ever drop shit
Rammin' the mic, with 5 fingers of death, then shit
Like big momma, ya long gone, with desert storm
But ya not heard, Word is bond

62nd Assassinator, at a theatre near you
It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yeah
It's and it's Stinkin', Yo
It's and it's Stinkin', Yes
It's Dirty and it's
(I tell ya somthin')

Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, style is wild, dirty
(? - doodoo), If ya hangin' around, ya change ya mind
It is a bad influence, but yo!, my rhyme
I sit and I say to myself (self), yo
are you to top ya self?
I drop the for you to get a dose of, As I lay back
a pillow on a sofa, gettin' paid?, yehhh!, right, would it?
Why me, G? what, what, what, what, you know me
My mouth is sugar, sweet as a bee, taste like a forty
Stinkin' like Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' English so I speak Ol'
You be Dirty and Stinkish, and if it's not, well I guess I'm not

The my friends
It's Dirty and Stinkin'
It's and it's Stinkin', Baby
It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes
Dirty and it's Stinkin', I said
It's and it's Stinkin'
Dirty and it's Stinkin'

Over and
Wu-Tang comin ya town