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 from the tip of my sword
The trenches, we remain calm
Right, to die

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Murderous rap track to me, is ego felony accept?
What you 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, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords