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 your problems at home, leave your at home
We gon' take it underground, I be Bobby Boulders
Wu-Tang Clan on yo' one time
It's the jump off, so just off my nigga...

Paulissa Morgan]
Check out my pit
A unraveling
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel
Don't go against the grain if you handle it

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

I'm the kid with the golden

And I'm the motherfuckin hott (AAAAH!) pass the blunt
My nigga don't
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 Meth got you open (open), let's
Can't stand niggas that floss too
Can't stand Bentleys cost too much
Kid get up then kid get touched
Kid wanna stick up then kid get
I'm the one that called your
your boy tried to act tough...
Remember what Old Dirty said, I'll yo' ass up!
Now

[Meth hook]
Back, back and and forth
Back, back and and forth
Back, back and and forth
As we go...
Back, and forth and forth
Back, and forth and forth
Back, and forth and forth
As we go...

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

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

Yo, step to my groove, move like
we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
Grab the mic no excuses
In a sec, grab the techs and loot
Executin, all sets, and I'm breakin all hecks
I'm takin all bets, move all best, who the dram' next
You all stank, we got the bigger
Bigger shank to your tank
Still the same you for real, while you crank
Slide, do or die, fry to
Admire the greats, on fire wit a of hate
Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that
It's okay, all fakes, get caught by the
You know the thrill, yes it's Park
Yo we hit 'em the hot grits...
On the go, check the flow, sayin Wu rock shit...
Stop quick, the gossip, stop sweatin my pockets
I the hot shit

[Meth hook to end]