Luyện nghe bài hát Gravel Pit

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

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

Ha, holla cross from the of the lost
the pale horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, gotta be
The best thing stocks in Clark Wallabees [ZZZH]
African killers bees black (black watch)
On your radio, blowin out yo' [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on hill
Every you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
peel, who want to talk rap skills
I like a semi-automatic to the grill (BOOM!)
Elbow grease, and elbow
Baby play me, baby fall down, go (BOOM!)
Party people gather round, count to apocalypse (3, 2, 1...)

I'm the kid the golden arms

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

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

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

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

Yo, step to my groove, move like
When we the gift of course it's ruthless
Grab the mic no excuses
In a sec, the techs and loot this
Executin, shakin all sets, and I'm breakin all
I'm takin all bets, move all best, who want the next
You all stank, we got the bigger
Bigger to fill your tank
the same kill you for real, while you crank
Slide, do or die, fry to
Admire the greats, on fire wit a heart of
Bitter shark, every part I take, darts that quake
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, Wu don't rock shit...
Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop my pockets
I hear the hot

[Meth over hook to