Luyện nghe bài hát People Say Wu-Tang Clan

But still, if one of their men is so
worry about it
A
I'm aware my kung-fu is unbeatable
Brother, we're

That's when my turned cold
I'm a product of the
We used to the product in the pot
Add soda, the product into rock
in my DNA, you see it started with my pops
In his heyday he probably put father in a box
In my heyday, I put the product in my sock
Ain't no vacay, the props become a problem when hot
Mayday mayday, but no charge, I'm nutty the bars
That's a payday so bruh, this ain't a bar
This is AA, up in the trunk with the AK
Each line pack a punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I dab and I don't nae nae
Got bottles coming out, come out and play-ayy
Just know I'm Grade A, get a slice of
Okay, hoods love me, some would like me dead
Okay, my hungry, his eyes is red
But he clumsy, go oops your head

We had 'dro and po',
Range Rovers up the Rucker
Me, a thousand chains on, I got put on up
Evergreen baggies, selling capsules, running in
Slick get C.R.E.A.M, yelling 'Cash rule!'
Smile Pacquiao, but under the leather
Hold a MAC 1-O, pumpin' up in 1 Oak, the hour
Coke chemists taste the flow, it's numb, copper rum
Blunting off the get back, salute me one, I'm out
Off to the races, my blazers ain't
They want to spray shit, get elephant blown for stalking Rae
Jammies nitrogen, light up a section like I'm on Vicodin
Fuck the righteous men, and we fighting 'em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the rebels is
Metals and gear, fried off the medical, that's incredible
The flyest, the notorious while they tapping those liars
Off niggas heads like

Before I poly, Red lighting the Bob
So I can cipher God bodies the John Gotti's
Everybody a boss, saying they time's
Women injections, leave 'em odd bodies
Babies babies, wearing Old Navy
Robbin' old ladies, that's a product of no home
I show you the ropes, I'm Al Haymon
I told Lighty, if I hate him, I'mma him
I'm not a shooter but I shooters
And if shooters don't shoot up, I'll go suit up
and the W, it's televised
We ain't them niggas, telling hella lies (Fuck you!)
a campfire of a vampire
I don't sleep hot beats through the amplifier
And every got something to say
I'm like, okay, y'all corny anyway'
Doc

say
Love is just a
Dealing with the claim
(Oh baby)

team hard, making 'em lean hard
You see more riders lined up than you'll see at a theme
My queen hot, making the pop, routine, akh
gangstas, I'm giving them screenshots
Hard writing lyrics to God,
Twisting the tale, as hell, Christian Bale from The Dark Knight
On sight, fogging your fog lights, your dog's
Swayze at the Road House, for the bar fight
Like this, an IG pic
the Seahawks' 24, Lord, I been on that beast shit
Pussy, you wack, like a cheap trick
in the Billie Jean vid, I got the streets lit
Shining star, another, you gon' find it hard
Certain death, Deck'll walk off minor scars
Firing squad, defying the
And the flow solitary, just me the bars

Sparks up the bullet-proof, game face
Applying ingenuity, Tec
mathematically
Certified, recognized by every eye
Back to the streets of the do or die
I politics, consistent, never quit, superstar, I write hits
Come a listen y'all
Getting money, it
it, record it, fans then applaud it
Ship a hundred mil', they bought and took a of it
Quotes like heroin coke with dope
Have a overdose cardiac, Allah spin the back
Watch the magnetic attract 'em, pack 'em
They stiff 'cause their wisdom was when I'm attacking 'em

say
Love is a energy
Dealing with the baby
(Oh baby)