Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai Showdown

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

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

Yo, yo, hailin' from the slums of Shaolin, golden
Talon twirl and one swirl of the fatal sword splits Island
Wu bees stingers back on the swarm again
The alarm again, six weapon deflection
Bones connect opposite sides of magnets

Steel fragments bein' off a singing sword slash
With the force of big crash in your dash board with no
He a ninety nine Jaguar quick to pick a lock
Lick a shot, the bloods and crips a lot
Plus the God from saggin' in his seat

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

Abbot's sword novas couldn't his magnum opus deluxe strok
Son move like a ghost, struck in an
Unnoticed like a lamp post, radar precision gunfire
Explode till his clips unload, it's a samurai

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

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

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

Murderous rap to me, is ego felony can't accept?
What you cats be tellin' me, I get the verbal weapon
Won't hesitate for one second to break back
Like big jack tekken

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