Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Fury

You crunchy chump crabs, get crumbled up crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu, we ya whole snot box
Throw ya ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury of hip hop

something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied
Load data for the disc drive, citywide
em paralyzed, they stolen every word I provide
Without no clearance, I nurture this track like parents

Got requests retail stores, for my appearance
First we target it, they market it, to kill ya artist wit
The hungry shark, contra hit, starting shit
Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this ships

Fuck them you record with, I make them forefeit
Send a rap fed ex into ya office
Son we built and deliver, to build with the Gza
the chorus from the Rza, the real album spitta

Me and my street team be holding congress
visual, video treatments internationally speaking
Got managers to shop you, ready to drop you
It's the coming of the newest hip hop

Pop you, try the BDS and sound skins from war
Ya whole can't take on, one sun of man
Get ya street team, get ya out, put ya posters up
Boost ya bucket up, still gonna fuck it up

You crunchy chump crabs, get up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu, we ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear and ya up in a zip lock
to ya fury form of hip hop

Industrialize change soon as ya get in
Throw 'em on a block, CEO's bidding
Highest price paid, for those wack made
It's over rated, cut off, reinstated

I be fruitful, and multiply with tales
the hungry MCs and be starving as hell
I the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst
Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his burst

tank, with the premium quality raps
Mickey mouse niggaz get on the trap
Ya kids from Scottsdale cleanex
Looking like wearing V necks

Ya from this earn from this
Niggaz getting tossed and for this, burned for this
from a thousands degrees of live MCs
I melt ya niggaz down to the of fleas

The microphones, collect the bonus, aiyo we on
House verse the homeless
Ten to one, Tim's the one, royal famous,the painless
The dark gallery, million dollar

Import poor to riches, leanin' on doors
We move across the Broklynn doing 60
Illegal driving, from to red dawn
The Gza-Genius, we live long

True indeed, I hook tracks my seed
Persona, MCs do me notta
Solomon the great, came to evaporate the fake
Yeah you, you know power you

Ya recognize the voice, it's that from the Wu
Every dart I spit mastered and promoted
Ya just demoted, 'cause ya sweet and sugar coated
Ya folded, ya is half stale and half molded, so mold it

You crunchy chump crabs, get up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu, we ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip
Spazzola to ya form of hip hop