Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Style

Yeah,
my Shaolin peoples at?
Stapleton, the craziest, y'all know what it is
Wild wild
Now born, Hill, poor to the rich man
Jungle Nilz, let's get money

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

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

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

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

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

Facin' two five to life activated
Stressed behind a with no way to escape it
on, true to ock steel tryin' to appeal
Be without a bail so let the commissary reveal

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

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

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

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

I'm young black and dangerous, livin' like I won the lotto
So nuff of sex and dutches
kids know who us is
GP rule, hundred seven hustlers
Runnin' D's when they try to bust us

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

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