Luyện nghe bài hát Gravel Pit

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

[HOOK: Paulissa
Check out my pit
A unraveling
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel
go against the grain if you can't handle it

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

I'm the kid the golden arms

And I'm the motherfuckin hott (AAAAH!) pass the blunt
My nigga don't
You had it for a minute but it like a month [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 Bentleys cost too much
Kid wanna get up kid get touched
Kid stick 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

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

E with the English, extinguish extremist
Bald head run wild
the kid with the gold cup
Stepped out like
poppin, and y'all niggas dobo
Blastin shae shae, chocolate
Rich color mocks, rock all day
1960 I'm Goldie
That's motherfucker don't hold me
The world's greatest, Las Vegas, paid as
Skin painted on my face look
Perfect combos, Ghost out condos
Jeff from Hamo, ex bangos
Bancos, stank hoes in plain
those, bang those, same old, same old

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

Yo, step to my groove, move this
When we shoot the gift of course ruthless
the mic with no excuses
In a sec, the techs and loot this
Executin, all sets, and I'm breakin all hecks
I'm takin all bets, move all best, who want the dram'
You all stank, we got the bigger
Bigger shank to your tank
Still the kill you for real, while you crank
Slide, do or die, fry to
Admire the greats, on wit a heart of hate
Bitter shark, every I take, heavy darts 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, the flow, sayin Wu don't rock shit...
Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop sweatin my
I the hot shit

[Meth over to end]