Luyện nghe bài hát Fam (Members Only)

Yo, yea it... yo, yo yo yo
Yo, if you you can fuck wit the Wu Clan
Get ya nose swolled up Toucan
If you think you can fuck wit the Wu
You get ya nose up like Toucan
If you think you can fuck wit the wu
you get ya nose up like Toucan
Sam, and we give a damn
soaked in oil so the Tec can't jam
Sippin on Carribean RUM, coconut
on that chocolate stick
Open up two bottles of that brass monkey on some shit
You R&B fake suck a monkey dick
I'm back in the days
with the Christmas for
on my back, stripped out
You that?
braids in my head
My girl stays in the bed and she love to lay the

Prepare for the mic onslaught swift the sword
Slick Lord, holdin my weight abroad
The roared for the peeps playing for the streets
I reeped and sewed, scriptures and woved
gold for the people equal
Fresh on the
Wu-Tang, smalls live at the beacon
Backstage drinks on the house the was bangin
Brothers Grey Goosin, Wu was
Allah teaching in session
The speakin
I'm knowledging
Snake and fake hugs
Waiting for the to devour
and splatter ya heads of
I'm a slave to the
but never to a mental and power
The has come
We got y'all to one son
You off, too late to break off
are hazardous to the health, bomb stealth
Rifle M-16, know what I mean?
Know I mean?

Yo what we (stand for?) Loyalty
we strive for? Righteousness
What we and (die for?)
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Yo (strictly fam only)
Yo, yo just what we (stand for?)
What we for? Righteousness
we live and (die for?)
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(Strictly fam only)

Ayo ayo
Great think alike
We used to drink all
about things thats wrong and how to make it right
Ice bottles of brass, time flashes
A blunts passes
the God asked us
What's the square of the planet?
Why is the slanted?
How much is covered by
How is granite?

God body be flowing like the chi inside your artery
Faithful as a polished rock against a
The force of my wheel still kill shooting
Just from the sound alone ya blown
Still scorin in the red zone you of head home
or get to the dead zone
Son we need to ill, interupt the Grammy show and the kids

Yo Just', what we stand
What we strive
What we live
What we for?
What we die
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Strictly fam members

I up around block parties ready to rock
Behind a nigga wit my rhyme on cock
First shot nigga who had shit to pop
My bad blew the feathers off a hundred flocks
Seventy precent goose, thirty
Get stuck if link in ya chain is truck
Can't come in this rhyme wit nine snipers
Charged off the juice from the pied
Walk B-Boys, DJ's, MC's
Through rap, never thinkin ways of TV
It was strictly all about magnificent rhyme clout
The R.E.C. Room, two dollars with the flyer, without
Now his wigs pushed back, name's off the plaque
Too to reanact, with tax
Thats the price to pay, my is to aim and spray
My night is the as day

Yo Just', what we for?
we strive for?
What we for?
What we for?
we die for?
Strictly fam only
Strictly fam members