Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

Who's the knucklehead wantin'
Wantin' respect, respect
Never doubt the
Who's the knucklehead wantin'

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

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

You can't knock the or the life that I'm livin'
Quick to slip the clip in, you out position
jurisdiction, nigga, no restriction
Concrete composition for emcee's in

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

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

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

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
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 blow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, go
didn't listen 'til my gun went blow

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

Persona of one who drama
Godfather 4 type saga, tuckin' a revolver in my
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 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 head rock, feel the brain
Crowd sponsor, than Bahama steam saunas
The Rebel of opera, off the chocolate and the Gosha
Monster crush you impostors

to run to, nowhere to hide
It's them from the other 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 'til my gun went blow

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

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

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

My nigga smell the coffee, I'm too 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 actin' stuck up and
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
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 dough, gotta go
Some didn't 'til my gun went blow

respect, wantin' respect
Who's the knucklehead wantin'
Wantin' respect, wantin'
Wantin' respect, sharpest in the