Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

Who's the wantin' respect?
Wantin' respect, respect
Never the Life
the knucklehead wantin' respect?

Who's the knucklehead respect?
Who the are you to criticize me?
Yo, I slap, yo, I slap dick ta ya
Yo, respect, my word

Another Wu tradition, vision, listen
All my I've been poverty stricken
took what's mines, never was given
A second just to rap sheet a bad decision

You can't knock the hustle or the that I'm livin'
to slip the clip in, blow you out position
Street jurisdiction, nigga, no
composition for emcee's in submission

Special edition crash, course
Push like the task force to crush all competition
See you from a distance, dry snitchin',
To your man up like two little bitches

you get the heart, step live or catch stitches
Or find yourself Del, sleepin' with the fishes
I got no love for fans that's fake ass
I can't the bid when that's all in my business

Wu-Tang Forever and a day, get it twisted
I get lifted, I just shoot from hot biscuit
These street kids, we can't lost, we you district
Leave no finger and no survivin' witness

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
It's them from the other side Shaolin Worldwide
Street Life, Homocide, to run to
to hide, boo, we P.L.O.

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, go
Fo' sho', if it don't blow, go
Fo' sho', if it dough, gotta go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun blow

Yo, thoughts sharper than a Japanese
coma, piranhas crack teeth on my armor
Scandalous, I ran contra-bomber, like rebels of Rwanda
Death dishonor, snake charmer

of one who makes drama
Godfather 4 saga, tuckin' a revolver in my Parker
Bombin' unprepared for departure, might talk but harder
Fear the bow of the silent

Sure shotter, I pass the to your starter
Poison darter, news photographers the horror
While I bounce Shaunda with Tiwana and I from Honda
Honorable scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top

Your highness, the crowd
Got head rock, feel the brain trauma
Crowd sponsor, hotter than steam saunas
The of opera, popped off the chocolate and the Gosha
Monster crush you impostors

Nowhere to run to, to hide
It's them kids from the side Shaolin Worldwide
I.N.S., Homocide, to run to
to hide, boo, we P.L.O.

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, go
Fo' sho', if it don't blow, go
Fo' sho', if it dough, gotta go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun went

I'm the four mic emcee with five mic
Overlooked 'cuz y'all can't understand I been through
You ain't got to love me or even to
Actin' like the street, they ain't got no credentials

villains, rats be killin' instrumentals
They fillin' and slap a feelin' out ya dental
Underground, sound, for ghetto
Up shit's creek lookin' for some more shit to get

Got the jewels as I continue
To you everythin' on that's on the menu
With John Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man
Told you Up?

My nigga smell the coffee, I'm too to kill softly
Come to the mind and get the bullshit up off me
The Jedi, only use The Force if ya me
Shaolin what? get it fucked up and cross me

Rappers stuck
For stuck up and flossy
Say it ain't so, bust the
Rap from the Island Stat', here we go

to run to, nowhere to hide
It's kids from the other side Shaolin Worldwide
Man, Homocide, nowhere to run to
to hide, boo, we P.L.O.

Fo' sho', if it flow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it blow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun went

respect, wantin' respect
Who's the knucklehead respect?
Wantin' respect, respect
Wantin' respect, niggas in the