Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai Showdown

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crept in silent, the steel wind, chrome silencers on tight
Kept the gunshots just sealed in, we attack, fledge
With Chicago Bull red bandanas tied around our heads swing
With the force of a sledge, single-edge stainless steel
Chopped the wedge, slit this analog head

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

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

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