Luyện nghe bài hát It's Yourz

Machine gun rap for all my in the back
Stadium packed, nigga, flash stacks
See yellow lines
Rock a fly jersey in the God
Magic marker rap, bleed
Relaxed, this, comin at you crab ass culprits
Snatch ya ice off, in the back, throw the lights off
Waves, blend, rhyme flow in slow motion
Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the
What's your wish? Wanna like Kris?
Melodic single darts, snap a nigga just like
You up, some rich niggas you done test
Yo, select the wrong department, and niggas pulled up your
Style, molest
Canal chain, nigga ya vest at
make me wanna bless that
Yo, Hussain niggas
Light the torch, we flamin
Autograph that, all the main niggas

(It's Yours!)
The in the palm of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the woman
(It's Yours!)
LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)

Yo, super freak physique, like Saadiq
love the ganja leaf, everyday of the week
Super wake up, deluxe gourmet beats
The night is right, I find me a suite
a quarter full moon, now I ride with my swoon
Well groomed, dance
Packed, full
move, peep my glide, peep my zoom
Keep in stride, the lye smoke the boom
Feel the fumes, consume toxic
Hell bound, species forty ounce
The scream machine move your body touch
The totem wobble, Ark builders God rush
Beams of light, ya breathin, it's huntin season
Honey eye-ballin for no reason
Grab her close, play post, and wax floors
mind the laws, cause tonight
[All] It's

Stop the fader of the RAM, more watts through my pre-amp
Them can't stress the beat vamp the get blammed
At throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle
Crack your soul like bottles, you stiff as models
You fag, you pull one drag...off my blunt
You couldn't your way out of a wet paper bag
With in your hands..bitch, the RZA
I stand close to walls, number four, The Lizard
And channel through so-lar panels, blast off like Roman
Rap vandals, stomp your ass Wahoo McDaniel
You cocker spaniel dogs, can't fuck our catalog
Put your lights out and leave brain inside a fog

It's only natural, facts are thrown at you
The impact'll blow trees back and crack
Million rap crews fold, check the sick shit
Explicit, I crystallize ya rhyme til you can it
We live this, fitted hats low conceal the eye
No surprise, stick up, put em high
Rebel I, outlaw, split on the draw
Blow the door off this shit bricks of C-4

(It's Yours!)
The world in the of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of land
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang
(It's Yours!)

Check out my beaver, baby Glock in the safe
Seen Dorothy in the garden, gettin ski'd, row
We hold a Son, that's my word
Spot a rapper run him down, throw him out in the
Yo it
I think like the man a register
Evergreen estates, Divine and Power made me treasurer
With down, six to go flash his strobe lights
I'm RZA hit me off lovely and I love him
With root thoughts, here's a tennis court
For birthday, the babyface of rap politic with Sade
Avenging eagle crooks, the "W" and "Spiegel" books
Annheiser Busch kings through, and stopped your whole jooks
Kangols, watch Tony train a gang of hoes
Painful, like the news, like when your man go
Ends blow, windy at times watch the sheisty girl
Love to sit out this song, now watch your water

(It's Yours!)
The world in the of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
(It's Yours!)
The and the black woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang
(It's Yours!)