Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hammer Down - Wu-Tang Clan

Lay ya
(Lay ya hammer)
Lay ya hammer, kid
(Lay ya hammer, kid)
They the drama, bring it to 'em, fuck 'em

All rise, the preacher
pro dueler been diagnosed
Diabetic keptic, I'm host
Lock the suede British

Staten Island menace
Otherwise posin' as a in my lenses
machine gun rap spoke to Arafat
Laundry maid honey blow in this hat, what

Is it raw now? it around
It's war now, the final commences
The battleground is inches of wax paper
Breakin' down your senseless nature

Pain stings Ma Baker
Twin towerin' I ya
Freedom meet your maker

Yo, another boy's dyin', crowd noise multiplyin'
let the fuzz slide in bust out the sirens
Sure win lure 'em in like exotic
I smile with the sinister grin and him
You're fuckin' with hoods, get ya pushed back
Ya fraud, pull the wool off your hat

Yo, yo, yo, the track melts in half liquors have this meaning
Supreme being all that I can being
Picture wavy beavers meat your receiver
Fly Cheeba leather buckets dirty reefer
Fast grill residential honey hill
Stainless rashes sheisty catch a money bill

It's all gravy, we floatin' through like the British
Fresh design, lady love the fade keep it
The mix drink, the dick in the drink
Play it, baby girl, ya, exotic album Cuban Link
Custom AV's beige who could front on these please
niggas broke so much your uncle sells trees

Yo, high ranked officials and armed tanks and
Blood drizzle simple fact, you slept on the
That before he started jerkin' off joysticks and
I made tapes a hundred amps insuring Vegas

Rza fine it, shippin' meal units
ask, "Who be those rhyme killers in masks?"
No doubt, task to last in the square
Beware infinite of darts is in the air

I'm victorious, no opponents and blast components
And microphones watch the whole world live the
Anything anti that came this
Incapable lust speech remains

Lay ya
(Lay ya hammer)
Lay ya hammer, kid
(Lay ya hammer, kid)
Lay ya
(Lay ya hammer)