Luyện nghe bài hát Here I Am

[Incomprehensible] you never, sing

(Say, yeah)
Come on
(Oh, yeah)
Come on
(Oh, yeah)
Come on
(Oh, yeah)
on y'all

Here I am, I am
(Where you at?)
I be the cat with a back and the knapsack
Taking all the shorties out my wicked flow
Wu Tang on the go, slow, time to blow

Up, so wuzz up? You duck or get buck
Live, cool, shortie who don't a flying fuck
So what's up Sonie? Now let me the cave
The little rascal with a fade and rugged braise

So a born terror, a.k.a, a Rugged
Niggaz on my tip so hard, I a lifestyle
But I get silky, go for you like gee
sun on wack on wax like Milli Vanilli

Uh, you know got the style with the flavor
I stick you up you need more then life savers
If I rob a bank, can't to be swip
And if he runs his lip, ass will be his

(Say, yeah)
Come on
(Oh, yeah)
on y'all
(Oh, yeah)
Come on
(Oh, yeah)
Come on

I'm no jam, I slam, 'cause I am the man, hot
I swing more than Tarzan
I'm a rascal, bad bastard
Brothers try to gas it but I'm not havin' it

Chump try to play me but they company
What's up grip, what's your problem, why you bumpin' me?
What you beef? Yo, she [Incomprehensible] load the tech-nine
Get the bag of shells 'cause I'ma get, mom's boy

I'm a joker and you're just a little
'Cause I row deep with and G P
Kidnapped your girl, don't worry, I hurt her
But then you try to save her with that old black sworda'

You got sprayed, girl got the penny-ray
Then she got slayed in an old owl sex
So who are you to try to play lice You ain't cool
why we set it of in no', now what you gonna do?

(It's a Wu thang)
You wouldn't
(It's a thang)
My man

(It's a Wu thang)
You wouldn't
(It's a thang)
My man, it

I'm slick, that's why you my deals, nigga
Well, here's a little trick I flip the bit
(Ahh, shit)
I hip with the hop that's why I nonstop, you say five is lot
But I roll a drop

Like E Solo, I'd be the bound, let a man down
Here I am, here I am, I am
L double E, you F U C K with Emmy
So get it through your head gee
(Right now it is in the house)

Plus my styles, is back and fourth from New York
the town stuff
Let it rain in the park as I start the
They're the fly rhymes and have you blowin' in the dark
(Yo, ass)

(Say, yeah)
on y'all
(Say, yeah)
Come on
(Say, yeah)
Come on
(Say, yeah)
on y'all