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 up like Toucan
If you think you can wit the Wu Clan
You get ya nose swolen up Toucan
If you think you can fuck wit the wu
you get ya swolen up like Toucan
Sam, and we don't a damn
soaked in oil so the Tec can't jam
Sippin on Carribean RUM, juice
Smokin on that chocolate
Open up two bottles of that brass monkey on some shit
You R&B rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from in the days
the Christmas for haze
on my back, stripped out
You like
braids in my head
My stays in the bed and she love to lay the eggs

for the mic onslaught swift with the sword
Slick Lord, holdin my weight homing
The crowd roared for the peeps for the streets
I reeped and sewed, scriptures and woved
Behold gold for the equal
Fresh on the
Wu-Tang, smalls live at the beacon
Backstage on the house the show was bangin
Brothers Grey Goosin, Wu was
teaching schools in session
The speakin
I'm just
handshakes and fake hugs
Waiting for the hour to
and splatter ya heads of
I'm a to the rhythm
but never to a deaf and power
The hour has
We got y'all to one son
You off, too late to break off
Tactics are hazardous to the health, bomb
Rifle M-16, know what I mean?
Know I mean?

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

Ayo ayo
minds think alike
We used to all night
Think about things thats wrong and how to it right
Ice bottles of brass, time flashes
A blunts passes
Before the God us
the square miles of the planet?
Why is the slanted?
How much is by water?
How much is

God body be flowing like the chi energy your artery
Faithful as a polished against a tank
The force of my wheel still kill shooting
Just from the alone ya heads blown
Still in the red zone you best of head home
or get thrown to the zone
Son we need to ill, the Grammy show and teach the kids

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

I grew up around block ready to rock
Behind a roll nigga wit my rhyme on
shot first nigga who had shit to pop
My bad weather blew the off a hundred flocks
precent goose, thirty duck
Get stuck if each link in ya is truck
come in this rhyme cypha wit nine snipers
Charged off the juice from the pied
around B-Boys, DJ's, MC's
Through rap, thinkin their ways of TV
It was all about about magnificent rhyme clout
The R.E.C. Room, two dollars with the flyer, without
Now his wigs pushed back, name's removed off the
Too to reanact, with tax
Thats the to pay, my goal is to aim and spray
My is the same as day

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