Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Vs Wu Tang

[Kung-fu
Master!
[Sounds of
style... hmmph
The deliberately tried to use the Lord
To learn our Wu-Tang fighting!
The Shaolin never do that!
Wouldn't you? The Shaolin have always looked at us
Are you afraid the Wu-Tang would become more famous you?

So you used your Shaolin poison to set up my master and frame me!
nonsense!
not nonsense! I saw it myself!
Nonsense! The Shaolin have nothing to fear the Wu-Tang but our swordfight

[Intro:
Aiyo! Come on! Let go of the ratchet, son, come on, go! Come on!

Villagers, gangstas, pillagers,
New whips, blue fifths, Louis Shallah,
Ostrich turtlenecks, the Chef, already
off the petty jets, we buy the very best
Outfits, powerful rich, pouncers, clips
One bump, two lumps, the shotgun, the new
With flying bird, herb, new kick, designer birds
She on, and we up, let's re-up, and up
hate it, Rae made it, Clientele, we gon' sell
You gon' starve, he gon' jail, boots, swim with whales
Better snub, surgical gloves, never loved
We gon' kill, it to the Hill, we forever real
Old records, old luggage, you I'll no rugged
You shoot and we spray, off them old buzzards
We it, can't stand it, you read, the Wu Manual
We it, stay grounded, we will, we still scrambling

[Kung-fu
your fire!
You two traitors!
You've mixed the and Wu-Tang
No, we have not, it's just they're the same
right, my Lord
You misunderstand our kung-fu
It belong to anybody, IT EVOLVES!
'em!

The lifter, the grave sitter, baby sitter
The jobless, to open the vault, your sister
The Pyrex, the up in the five, live as
Blunt rolling, only a robe on, whiskers
slapper, the gat packer, blackjacker
Extortionist, as shit, Bob and Back-lur
Ones folder over the stove, gold
The dresser, the chop bagger, Marvin Haggler
Rap stabber, eat you alive, tarantula
Sixteen paces and shit, hold the
Pimp style, Foley, stolen Rolly
All ya niggas know me, ya'll owe me

[Kung-fu
I give a damn! Listen
Hahaha, And I'll kill anyone, who to go against...