Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is The Message

Remind me Tuesday I gotta go handle my
Know what I'm
up
(Love is love)
Yo, don't with them shits up in here
Them shits is

Hey yo, hey yo, hits
grand finale
Damn imagine bringing back Alam Skin
Glass of this, leather down status
That's crabbage, can't see the so you average

cammo
Who Van Damme ammo?
Nike Airs put the Benz van yo
Chilling niggaz who real
Who real
Big us get your wig crib rushed

and command
Slam for my mans
Puff trees, tuck these in your lands
Cemented, bent out of shape it
Represent been through it God

Hold the Mac
Time Balotti rap of the black Gotti
Rob me act ungodly
never been done before
It's son you gum it out
Run it in the gun

all day
Fat Bob Rockaway
in the latest spot me right away
Wu Tang new Donna Jay
in your area that's how I play
Nobody else shouldn't have a say
it come down to this Shaolin, U.S.A.

Represent fully give me air space
Razor Sharp keep coming out the face
Make room as I step up to the
RZA create sounds of
Make no mistake kid just faking
Cross-over cats love to eat bacon
WTC rush like
Crush your little song while you on your knees

Who nigga right there?
Son he trust me, watch this shit right

We see niggaz in the back all tread out
the heat out
Ready to all beef out
Play me, maybe you will catch gravy kid
We ill in the feeling on your ladies

We see y'all in the back all treed out
Throw the out
Ready to stop all out
Play me, maybe you will catch gravy kid
We ill in the back on your ladies

Dripped out dip
arm that nigga trying to get up over
Thinking he but he rolled up
on the God yo
Acting like that cheese ain't
Aight that dunn rolled on the mic

out the Lex door suede lugz on
Looking like he worth ten on the arms
connect I had it smashed
is Godville kid we real
Staring at his steel ask

Jewels he rocking
bracelet had laced kid
Screaming on his Lex rocking
had a fat lab
Hundred bag, you had
Ohh, little had it all with a fat ass

you wanna eat boo?
The due
wanna get you
You need to put a laser on shit boo
Sat there bluffing, nothing
at bird pop shit
Acting like she

18 karat gold and fresh
Me and my team to the roots
Big pockets, mics out the sockets
Condominium, Kani denim
the honey's at?
We be up in them
A whole lot of and real scholars
The Wu got
Represent 5 percent, or 100

Pay to the stretch Lincoln
Drinking Evian
Stay calm pressure
Break the sound
Big Wu Tang trucks roll in your

Wallabees for life, we too
One ring the ice
Don't it
What, is the message

18 points on my brand new
Dart clapper, ran like a
Watch out for
way
Y'all ain't ready for me and the DJ

We see y'all niggaz in the all treed out
Throw the out
Ready to all beef out
me, maybe you will catch more gravy kid
We ill in the feeling on your ladies

We see y'all niggaz in the back all out
Throw the out
Ready to stop all out
Play me, maybe you catch more gravy kid
We ill in the back on your ladies

Du-du, one
hall storm
Yo, yo, yo, yo