Luyện nghe bài hát N 2 Gether Now

Dj....Premier...

[Fred
Uh uh uh
Who be the boss?
up to the cross
Stranded in the of the lost
Standin up I'm
I'm blazin up the
on and on the of rap
Choked up by the in the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me a bar code
I'm bashin all the strikes
To keep the dikes
As reinforcements for the
And that
Will John Gotti on the phone (haa haa)
I'm in the zone
I got the bees on the
the fuck you at? (Tical!)
Let me hear you run ya mouth now
(Shut the up!)
I'm pluggin in them social
That my total bills
Above a
Last I checked it
God I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second and knock em out

[Method
They call me Big Stud
My name Mud
Dirty water
Too much for you
And can't the flood
up Doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
The
Mr. I'm unplugged (learn)
too hot for sunblock (burn)
Playin wit
get you state time
Locked 12 bars from a great mine
Killa in the club
Wit his
Brought a to the dance floor
To cut a rug
Love is all day
Till throw slugs
And another life in cold blood
Can't feel me til its your
Murder tremendous
Crime is
Same shit day
Father us
They know not they do
All is due
Im big like
And big

(Meth) 2x]

Whats that, I hear you
(Shut the up)
on, a little louder
(Shut the up)
Everybody in now
(Shut the up)
huh
(Just shut the fuck up shut the up)

Head dead calm ??
Dead to dead wrong
get it on
Twelve
throw down
Wu whole
Protect wit 4 pound
Limp
Get like merry-go
a scenario
Comin your stereo
Why it
Lifestyles of the prolific and
8 essential and minerals delicious
on the street is
They bit my
Knocked out front teefers
Tryin to mine
like they heard it through the grapevine
Dope for the bassline 2 for 5 rhyme

hard as nails to the
Where you find monster she beautiful
Wu and Limp Bizkit roll on the set
Kick a hole in the pull the plug and inject

[Fred
Mic
So it all about? (bout)
And we gonna run? (run)
we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is
For the blood emergin
We limpin on the track the Method
So get the (sunblock)
You one shot (haa)
you dissolve
I
Around you got
outta nowhere

You be by the glare
I you not to stare
Now you're turned into
Without a
But you forget you're in a zone
(So the fuck up)
And take that shit
'cause all shits wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
When its out like that
Burnin up brain like a piston
So all those that didn't
Now they even what they were missin
And now they even knew the sky was

Wu Clan for the crown

2x]

It was over head
All day and day
S I N Y
Wu Tang Bees
And the Limp
Y'all the time
Y'all the rhyme
It ain't easy bein greazy in a world of cleanliness
And, you know, all other madness
We Peace

Limp
Man
Rock the y'all
it on