Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

Who's the wantin' respect?
Wantin' respect, 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 dick ta ya wifey
Yo, respect, that's my

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

You knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin'
to slip the clip 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 man posted up like two little bitches

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

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

Nowhere to run to, to hide
them kids 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 ain't dough, go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun blow

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

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

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

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

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
It's them kids from the other Shaolin Worldwide
I.N.S., 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 didn't listen 'til my gun blow

I'm the four mic with five mic potential
Overlooked 'cuz can't understand what I been through
You ain't got to love me or pretend to
like the street, they ain't got no street credentials

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

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

My smell the coffee, I'm too hardcore to kill softly
Come to free the and get the bullshit up off me
The Jedi, only use The if ya force 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

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
It's kids from the other side Shaolin Worldwide
Method Man, 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 didn't 'til my gun went blow

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