Luyện nghe bài hát People Say Wu-Tang Clan

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

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

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

Before I poly, Red lighting the Bob
So I can cipher God bodies from the Gotti's
a boss, saying they time's money
Women injections, leave 'em with odd
Babies having babies, Old Navy
Robbin' old ladies, that's a of no home training
I you the ropes, I'm narrating Al Haymon
I Lighty, if I hate him, I'mma violate him
I'm not a but I know 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!)
This a campfire of a
I sleep when hot beats through the amplifier
And every got something to say
I'm like, 'Yeah okay, y'all corny
Doc

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

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

Sparks up the bullet-proof, game face
ingenuity, Tec criminology
Sharp
Certified, recognized by eye worldwide
to the streets of the do or die hustler
I understand politics, consistent, quit, superstar, I write hits
Come a listen y'all
money, flipping it
Scripting it, record it, fans applaud it
Ship a hundred mil', bought and took a snort of it
like heroin coke mixed with dope
Have a overdose cardiac, Allah spin the beat
Watch the magnetic attract 'em, club 'em
They stiff 'cause their wisdom was stripped I'm attacking 'em

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