Luyện nghe bài hát Rules

All you hoes, be cryin' for bitches
All you niggaz, be cryin' for these

Both clusty, pullin' out gats
Double barreled, blew off the burner dusty
We back don't test, bring it to 'em proper,
from the thirty-six chamber

Math, let the spin
brothers y'all be sparkin'
Stray shots, all on the that stays hot
If ya fuck Wu, we gots ta fuck witchu

Who the fuck our buildings down?
Who the man behind the World Trade
up now
Where the four planes at huh is you bitch?
Fly that shit over my hood and get blown to

No disrespect, that's where I rest my
I understand you gotta rest yours
Nigga my dead
America, we stand, divided we fall
Mr. sit down, I'm in charge of the war

Yes yes y'all, the INS y'all
Stop hearts cholesterol, let's brawl
Never fall, tear it down like a wreckin'
Role call my niggaz that's one for all

And all for one, we the guns on impulse
Cash in the envelope, it on kinfolk
Then smoke a ounce as we count
you pure ecstasy without pills

Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck fools man
How the fuck did we get so cool
Never disrespect my crew
If ya fuck Wu we gots ta fuck witchu

Y'all dogs guard ya grills, it's all real
We live it, it's the God I-Reelz
Yo' wonderful, spark the
Let me build with the people for the

I'm rollin' with the Rebel from Killa Hill
to Brownsville
Brothers that'll kill for the of the righteous
to lifers, true and livin' snipers
You wait like "Sixth Sense" 'til to kill

How you livin' Life? I'm surrounded by criminals
killers tote guns without the serial
High-tech, street intellect, all
original, sheisty individual

New York's bravest, always you with the latest
We hall of famers, and still hit you the greatest
Took a year hiatus, now you wanna us
Thanks to all you for all the cream you made us

Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck fools man
How the did we get so cool man?
Never ever my crew
If ya fuck with Wu we gots ta fuck

Sendin' letters to China, my cousin in Wendy's on
At home, it's money, I adorns
Order drinks, all real niggaz order your yo
We got the fit on, lookin' all fink

Daddy get money from now on
Payday flash Visas livin' like, e'ryday
fuck Benz, rather a 430
That shit that float through water, come up
birdies yo

We can eat right, or we can clap toys
I'm with Street Life, ain't never been a Boy
Who y'all kiddin' tryin' to act like my shoe
Confused with ya head up yo' ass who's shittin'
Hot Nixon, same team same position
Battin' average three-five-seven and hittin'

still bitchin', still lame and still chicken
I'm still here, one leg missin' and kickin'
'Cause I'm hard, hard a criminal
Love like a tennis shoe, throw slug to you
It's the Method Man, for Mr. Meth
I can tell motherfucker ain't Wu, look at his neck

Comin' the thirty-six chamber
Bring it to 'em proper,

It's Wu-Tang, rushin' yo' gang, the game
Pretty thugs, they chain, hand cuppin' they thang
Who strange, gassed up playin' with flames
Let a nigga off his shades, see what I'm sayin' is

Y'all know the rules, we fuck with fools man
How the fuck did we get so man?
ever disrespect my crew
If ya with Wu we gots ta fuck witchu