Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Style

Yeah,
Where my Shaolin at?
Stapleton, the craziest, know what time it is
wild West
Now born, Killa Hill, to the rich man
Nilz, let's get money y'all

It be the Scotch and Henessee that make me act this
I'm wild hit 'em up project style never the fifth
Regardless, to the charges, chickenheads be at court
Fightin' and each other to see who lies at my fort

Who thought, little Shy Big Willie?
Ninety six we rollin' dutches, nine it was Phillies
First of the month be like to dealers
dollar seals come through the school zone area

Children at play keep the on the low
Little kids gettin' hit, flooded with po'
Now shorty's rockin', Versace and Donna
Playin' the Miss Mob Queen role knowin' hon the cousin

I the glamorous life, girl
And go from limos to Dom Perignon, hotels

Wild, the Shaolin is all in me
Child, the whole damn is callin' me
Man

Wild, the Style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is me
Man

Wild, the Style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is me
Man

Wild, the Shaolin is all in me
Child, the damn isle is callin' me
Man

Facin' two five to incarcerated activated
behind a cell with no way to escape it
Holdin' on, true to ock tryin' to appeal
Be landed without a bail so let the commissary

I it's time, for me to let this sparkle in wine
Wet my rockin' the trenchcoat, flashin' to get mine
Not hesitant, 'cuz the Henny keeps me
Just tryin' to a cent, diggin' pockets down to the lint

of all the charges the D's want me for
Warrant warrant, so I avoid the law
Stapleton on the rise, twenty wearin' lives
From day one until they none take it as no surprise

Wild, the Shaolin is all in me
Child, the whole damn is callin' me
Man

I'm suicidal thoughts 'cause I'm screwed up in the game
But today's thang, is to hold it and maintain
I got thirty until I get remanded for this gun charge
Still I'm livin' large, hard up in the mode and
Long sexin', fishin' for pre

I'm young black rich and dangerous, livin' like I won the
So of wine sex and dutches
Them kids who us is
GP rule, twenty seven hustlers
Runnin' from D's they try to bust us

Fly crims and gats, mainly black cops, them fagots us
And my attorneys wanna send me to jail
I told em, "People wanna kill me", that's why I had the nine
I'm dead and not to injure
Remember I quote
you, enter my center

Wild, the Shaolin is all in me
Child, the damn isle is callin' me
Man