Luyện nghe bài hát Gravel Pit

1,2, 1,2, yo check this out, it's the jump off now
I want everybody, to put work down, put your guns down
And to the pit, the gravel pit
Leave problems at home, leave your children at home
We gon' it back underground, I be Bobby Boulders
Wu-Tang Clan on yo' mind one
the jump off, so just jump off my nigga...

[HOOK: Paulissa
Check out my pit
A mystery
is the CD that I travel with
Don't go against the if you can't handle it

Ha, holla from the land of the lost
Behold the horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, Wu-Tang be
The best since stocks in Clark Wallabees [ZZZH]
African bees black watch (black watch)
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a to the grill (BOOM!)
grease, and elbow room
Baby play me, baby down, go boom (BOOM!)
Party gather round, count down to apocalypse (3, 2, 1...)

I'm the kid with the arms

And I'm the motherfuckin hott nikks (AAAAH!) pass the
My don't front
You had it for a minute but it seem like a [COUGH]
Now I'm chokin, smokin,
I croakin, from overdosin...
Hey kid, (walk as a I...)
Wu and got you open (open), let's ride
Can't stand that floss too much
Can't stand they cost too much
Kid wanna get up kid get touched
Kid wanna stick up kid get stuck
I'm the one that your bluff
When boy tried to act tough...
Remember what Old Dirty said, I'll yo' ass up!
Now

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Back, back and forth and
Back, and forth and forth
Back, back and and forth
As we go...
Back, back and forth and
Back, and forth and forth
Back, back and forth and
As we go...

E with the English, styles extremist
Bald head beamers run
the kid with the gold cup
Stepped out like
What's poppin, and y'all dobo
shae shae, chocolate shortae
Rich color mocks, rock all day
shit I'm Goldie
That's right motherfucker don't me
The world's greatest, Las Vegas, paid as
painted on my face look ageless
Perfect combos, bang out condos
from Hamo, ex three bangos
Bancos, stank hoes in clothes
Change those, bang those, same old, old

Yeah y'all, up this the jump off right here
The gravel pit, word up represent, the boulders
All my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know time it is
do your thing, get up on that shit right now boo, do you
That's what I'm 'bout

Yo, to my groove, move like this
When we the gift of course it's ruthless
the mic with no excuses
In a sec, grab the and loot this
Executin, all sets, and I'm breakin all hecks
I'm all bets, move all best, who want the dram' next
You all stank, we got the bigger
Bigger shank to fill your
Still the same kill you for real, you crank
Slide, do or die, fry to
Admire the greats, on fire wit a heart of
Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy that quake
okay, all fakes, get caught by the dropkicks
You the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em the hot grits...
On the go, check the flow, Wu don't rock shit...
quick, hold the gossip, stop sweatin my pockets
I the hot shit

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