Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Style

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

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

Who woulda thought, Shy Big Willie?
Ninety six we rollin' dutches, tray it was Phillies
First of the month be like Christmas to
Hundred dollar 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 role knowin' hon the cousin Sharon

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

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

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

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

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

Facin' two five to life activated
Stressed behind a cell with no way to it
Holdin' on, to ock steel tryin' to appeal
Be landed a bail so let the commissary reveal

I feel it's time, for me to let this in wine
Wet my throat rockin' the trenchcoat, to get mine
Not hesitant, 'cuz the keeps me bent
tryin' to make a cent, diggin' pockets down to the lint

Regardless of all the the D's want me for
Warrant after warrant, so I the law
Stapleton on the rise, seven wearin' lives
From day one until they none don't it as no surprise

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

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

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' D's when they try to bust us

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

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