Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What You Think

Yo, yo, fuck what you
Fuck you think

It's about what you know, so fuck you think
Twenty-one and to drink
Nineteen and over to
and over to Pat
A twelve old kid got bucked

The premium classic lay your ass flat as a mattress
Smack your head off the axis, the facious
Silencer on the tech-nine shot got pillow wet
All your bitch say was the black

Of the dark Ninja, King of the jungle, Simba
Cut the to your family tree, timber
Me and Dr. Strange in the reign smokin' chimneys
Fat Cappadonna tape stuck my Benzi

The blue coats is comin', the red is comin'
The fed coats is comin', the wet is comin'
I to Dirt was up in the Riker's fuckin' a female
CEO, Wu-Tang keep it on the

Third eye is a trillion million gigabyte
like bright, can't find this on your website
Everglow superior to inferior material
Verbal murder, givin' you pussycat's venereal

Injections, lethal injections, ran house
the dictionary, pictionary, the non-fictionary
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, puzzle like
for charisma, yo

It's about what you know, so fuck you think
Nineteen and to fuck
It's twenty-one and to drink
Sixteen and to Pat
A twelve old kid got bucked

Aiyyo, head niggaz who grab mics for the first time
Get fronted on once the God slides in
On the scene, in the place to be
All-American lyrics, the top in this rap market from

Now the way to England
'Cuz my click be jinglin' Wu-Tang Productions
That's quick to a million, then bounced on tour outta state
Rap fiends was trapped in cells hot cakes

Faster than the of the Earth travel
Which is one-thousand-thirty-seven and one third miles per a
And peace to the God Power for never fallin' for less
Than a hundred and rap with rubberbands placed in
Golden suitcases, across the table
To walk the in the nine-eight, the nine-eight

Yo, I build the great minds of Africa
RZA, Star Trek Voyager, Killah Strangler
Captured you in inside gas chambers
North American, Arabian, half-tone dark

9th convinces his enemies to kill themselves
Like Dr. Kavorkian, travel like satellites
Prepared for battles, devils try to raid the
Got tackled by the rebels, the in my head is heavy metal

chain reaction, deadly instruments, run for symantecs
The civil war assassins
Geological, biochemical, camouflaged aropostles
Sounds posible, 'cuz regardless

English grammer, examiner
I the world like the death of Princess Diana
Reverse psychology on technology, accept no
The penalty is to cut off your and feet
Poetry teachers are seepin' through the speakers
My fans will become die listeners, plus ear bleeders

what you think
Fuck what you
Fuck what you

It's about what you know, so fuck what you
Twenty-one and over to
And and over to fuck
and over to Pat
A twelve old kid got bucked

So fuck you think, it's about what you know
and over to drink
And nineteen and over to
Sixteen and to Pat
A twelve old kid got bucked

Word up, fuck you think
up, yo