Luyện nghe bài hát People Say Wu-Tang Clan

But still, if one of men is so ferocious
Don't worry it
A
I'm well aware my kung-fu is
Brother, trapped

That's when my heart turned
I'm a product of the
We used to the product in the pot
Add soda, the product into rock
It's in my DNA, you see it with my pops
In his heyday he probably put your in a box
In my heyday, I probably put the product in my
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, ain't even a bar
This is AA, back up in the trunk the AK
line pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don't dab and I nae nae
Got coming out, warriors come out and play-ayy
Just know I'm Grade A, get a slice of
Okay, some hoods love me, some like me dead
Okay, my goon's hungry, his is red
But he clumsy, go upside your head

We had 'dro and po',
Rovers flood up the Rucker
Me, a thousand chains on, I got put on up
Evergreen baggies, selling capsules, in classrooms
bastards get C.R.E.A.M, yelling 'Cash rule!'
Smile Pacquiao, but under the leather
a MAC 1-O, pumpin' up in 1 Oak, the Grammy hour
Coke taste the flow, it's numb, needs copper rum
Blunting off the get back, salute me one, I'm out
Off to the races, my blazers patient
They want to spray shit, get blown for stalking Rae shit
Jammies carry nitrogen, light up a section I'm on Vicodin
Fuck with the righteous men, and we '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 the Bob Marley
So I can cipher God from the John Gotti's
Everybody a boss, saying time's money
Women injections, leave 'em with odd
having babies, wearing Old Navy
Robbin' old ladies, that's a of no home training
I show you the ropes, I'm Al Haymon
I told Lighty, if I him, I'mma violate him
I'm not a shooter but I shooters
And if them shooters shoot up, I'll go suit up
Redman and the W, it's
We ain't them niggas, media telling hella (Fuck you!)
This a of a vampire
I don't when hot beats through the amplifier
And every nigga got to say
I'm like, 'Yeah okay, y'all corny
Doc

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

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

Sparks up the bullet-proof, face intensity
Applying ingenuity, Tec
mathematically
Certified, recognized by eye worldwide
Back to the streets of the do or die
I understand politics, consistent, quit, superstar, I write hits
Come have a y'all
Getting money, it
Scripting it, record it, then applaud it
Ship a hundred mil', bought and took a snort of it
Quotes like heroin coke with dope
Have a overdose cardiac, Allah spin the beat
the magnetic attract 'em, club pack 'em
They stiff 'cause their wisdom was stripped when I'm 'em

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