Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai Showdown

Get gun
Yo yo, it's a samurai showdown, showdown
Aight, DZA, how dare you me?
You will die from the tip of my today
The trenches, we must calm
Right, to die

Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise swords
Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords

Yo, yo, hailin' from the slums of Shaolin, claw
Talon and one swirl of the fatal sword splits your Island
Wu killa bees stingers back on the swarm
The alarm again, six direction deflection
Bones connect like sides of magnets

fragments bein' chipped off a singing sword slash
With the force of big crash in your dash with no airbag
He drove a nine Jaguar quick to pick a lock
Lick a shot, respect the and crips a lot
Plus the God from ride saggin' in his

Blastin' wu beats tryin' to his next hit
He took a of the eight elements that composed
Atmospheric gas, 'bout to let off his
And full kept his mind focused, meditation position half lotus

Abbot's sword novas match his magnum opus deluxe strok
Son move like a ghost, struck in an
Unnoticed like a lamp post, radar sharp precision
Explode till his clips unload, a samurai code

Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, born born, young Lord, raise your swords

Yo, it's born born, young Lord, your swords
Time for everyone to go
Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Time for everybody to go

Crept in silent, the steel wind, silencers screwed on tight
the gunshots just sealed in, we attack, full fledge
With Chicago Bull red bandanas tied tight around our heads
With the force of a sledge, stainless steel blade
Chopped the wedge, slit this analog derelicts

Who even thought that he could go against the and the Gods
And fall back from the will of Allah, you'll be facin' the firing
Of a thousand archers out to ya
The top scully king blocks bullest like jelly beans
Birds in my restin up on the telly scene

Murderous rap track to me, is ego felony accept?
What you analog cats be tellin' me, I get the verbal
Won't hesitate for one second to your back
big jack from tekken

Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise swords
Yo, born born, young Lord, raise your swords