Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

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

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

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

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

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

you get the heart, step live or catch stitches
Or yourself with Del, sleepin' with the fishes
I got no love for that's fake ass niggas
I stand 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
street kids, we can't lost, we terrorize you district
Leave no prints and no survivin' witness

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

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

Yo, thoughts than a Japanese Kitana
Ninja coma, piranhas crack on my armor
Scandalous, I ran contra-bomber, stalker rebels of Rwanda
Death before dishonor, charmer

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

Sure shotter, I pass the rock to starter
Poison darter, news document the horror
While I bounce Shaunda Tiwana and I from blue Honda
scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top dollar

Your highness, the holler
Got your rock, feel the brain trauma
Crowd sponsor, than Bahama steam saunas
The Rebel of opera, off the chocolate and the Gosha
Monster truck crush you

Nowhere to run to, to hide
It's them kids from the other side Shaolin
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 blow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, go
Some didn't 'til my gun went blow

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

Track villains, be killin' instrumentals
They catch fillin' and slap a feelin' out ya
Underground, sound, for residentials
Up shit's creek lookin' for more shit to get into

Got the Clan jewels as I
To serve you everythin' on on the menu
With Chef Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man
Told you Up?

My nigga smell the coffee, I'm too hardcore to softly
to free the mind and get the bullshit up off me
The Jedi, only use The Force if ya me
Shaolin what? Don't get it up and cross me

gettin' stuck
For actin' stuck up and
Say it ain't so, the calico
Rap the Island called Stat', here we go

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

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, 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 wantin'
respect, wantin' respect
Wantin' respect, niggas in the