Luyện nghe bài hát It`z Yourz

It's

Machine gun rap for all my in the back
Stadium packed, nigga flashback
See through lines
a fly jersey in the summertime God
Magic rap, bleed Benatton
Relaxed, this
at cha crab ass cope and snatch ya ice off
Chillin in the back, throw the off
Waves, water blend, rhyme in slow motion
snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean
What's your Wanna Kringle like Kris?
Melodic single, dark snap a nigga just like
You fucked up, some niggaz you done test yo
Select the wrong apartment, and niggaz pulled up dress
Style molest that, canal chain nigga where ya at
Flex'll make me bless that, yo
Hussein niggaz light the torch, we flamin niggaz
Autograph that, all the main niggaz

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

Yo, super freak physique Raphael Saadiq
love the ganja leaf, everday of the week
Superfriends up, deluxe gourmet beats
The night is right, I find me a suite
It's a quarter full moon, now I ride with my
Well groomed, dance hall packed, room
Lady move, peep my glide, my zoom
in stride, smoke the lai smoke the boom
Feel the fumes, toxic tunes
Hell bound, forty ounce typhoon
The ultra-violet scream machine move your touch
The totem pole wobble Ark builders God
Beams of light, stop ya breathin, it's season
Honey eyeballin down for no
her close, play post, wind and wax floors
Never the laws, cause tonight
(It's yourz!)

Stop the fader of the RAM, pass my watts my pre-amp
can't stress the beat vamp the shit'll get blam
At full throttle, hot propels throughout my nozzle
Crack skull like bottles, leave 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, like four the lizard
Enchanted through solar panels, blast off like roman
Rap vandals, stomp your ass like Wild McDaniel
You spaniel dogs, can't fuck with our catalog
Put your lights out and leave your inside a fog

[Inspectah
It's only natural, actual facts are at you
The blow trees back and crack statues
Million dollar rap fold, check the sick shit, explicit
I the rhyme so you can sniff it
We live this, fitted low, conceal the Crooked I
No surprise, verbal stick up, put em
Rebel I, outlaw, second on the draw
Blow the door off this like bricks and C4

(It's yourz!) The world in the palm of hand
(It's yourz!) million of useful land
(It's yourz!) The and the black woman
(It's yourz!) Double LP from Clan
(It's yourz!)
(It's yourz!)

[Ghostface
out my beaver, baby blue glock in the safe
Seems Darthy and the God and get ski weight
We hold a belt son, my word
Spot a rapper run him down, throw him out in the third, yo it
I think like the man behind a
Evergreen smokin estates, and power made me treasurer
With down, six to go, flash his strobe lights
I'm open, RZA hit me off lovely and I him
root beer thoughts, here's a tennis court for your birthday
The of rap, politic with Sade
eagle crooks, rock the W in Spiegel books
Anheiser Busch kings through, and stopped your whole jooks
Spitfire Kangols, watch train a gang of hoes
like hearin the news, like when your man go
Ends blow, windy at times watch the room sheisty
Love to sit out this song, now watch water break

(It's yourz!) The world in the palm of your
(It's yourz!) million of useful land
(It's yourz!) The and the black woman
(It's yourz!) LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's yourz!)
(It's yourz!)