It's Wu motherfuckers, ah motherfuckers
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Bitch ass niggaz the funk I smoke the of the skunk, tree top of the trunk Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the My name black, do words play in my dirt? Bitch my momma serve, free lunch from the church I like a thousand doves you quiet at the bus, makin' the fuss, I gots tough love Unglove the news, a nigga transfuse Dirty add to the fuse, heavy at the I walk, I get carried Gold and platinum frisbee's on my wall, lookin' But come-ly, I U.F.O. you Wright The Indian sold Manhattan to the white man My grandfather, step up and get right the fuck out to the cook-out, Dirty bitch at the mouth You scared? Run around a plane about to crash
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Is it appetite for Slap a murder rap on this production, I touch somethin' trust Iron Lung, Twisted I see em my dart gun, bustin', from every angle Worldwide total carnage, the flow That be code named Agent Orange, killin' you It's only right you pay To those that's bout to blow that shit up your nose, solid As a rock when I strike target, Be screamin' on you like a sergeant, her-bals Got me I wanna be right now, don't know the time Check the on your sundial, watch me shine Drunk off of wine Each line be on point when I mine On of my crew, Su, enter the Wu more deadly Chambers, to take you through
It's Wu motherfuckers, motherfuckers